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Famous  Readers  of  tke  "  Picture 
No.  42.— MAY  ALLISON. 

MAT  ALLTSO\T  has  a  clever  sister,  Mrs.  . 
Neil!  Stright.  Mrs.  Si  right's  name  is 
veil-known  in  American  political  circles  : 
she  was  a  delegate  to  the  Democratic  National 
Convention.  Lately  she  visited  her  sister, 
-and  May  took  this  opportunity  to  show  her 
her  favourite  picture  paper. 

Mrs.  Stright  has  made  many  friends  in  the 
picture  colony,  and  has  stated  her  intention 
of  getting  a  copy  of  the  Picture  Show  sent 
her  weekly,  so  that  she  can  learn  the  latest 
news  and  see  their  latest  photographs. 

Don't  Miss  This ! 

NO.  3  of  the  "  Girls'  Cinema  "  is   out  to- 
morrow.   With  every  copy  is  presented  a 
beautiful   art  plate  in   colour,  entitled 
"The  Way  of  a  Maid  with  a  Man." 

Violet  Hopson  and  Stewart  Rome  have 
posed  for  this  picture,  and  when  you  see  it. 
I  am  sure  you  will  want  to  frame  it  for  your 
own  special  room. 

By  the  way,  are  you  reading  Gregory  Scott's 
special  letters  to  girls  in  this  paper?  -They 
are  -most  illuminating,  and  prove  that  Gregory 
notices  more  than  we  give  most  men  credit  for. 

Thank  You,  M.  B.  H. 

OUR  art  supplements  still  continue  to 
give  universal  satisfaction  to  our  readers, 
and  I  .hear  that  there  is  still  another 
surprise  for  readers  of  the  Picture  Show. 
coming  shortly  which  will  make  these  art 
plates  even  more  acceptable  than  they  are 
at  present. 

I  particularly  want  to  thank  M.  B.  H..  of 
Manchester,  who  writes :  "  1  arn  so  pleased 
with  the  art  supplement  given  away  every  week 
that  I  have  shown  it  to  my  friends,  and  now 
three  of  them  are  happy  readers  of  the  Pictt  r::: 
Show."  This  is  what  I  call  real  appreciation. 
I  wonder  if  any  more  of  my  readers  are  as 
kind  and  helpful  '. 

—  4-4  

Cosmopolitan  Players. 

A NOVEL  combination  of  types  will  be 
seen  in  Marshall  Neilan's  newest  picture. 
"  Dimity."  Wesley  Barry,  the  already 
famous  freckle-faced  \oufh,  has'the  chief  role. 
He  is  supported  by  Aaron  Mitchell,  a  piccaninny, 
and  Walter  Chung,  an  almond-eyed  youth. 
Others  in  the  cast  include  an  Irish  maid  and 
a  typical  Chinese  girl,  also  an  Americanised 

Mary  Pickford's  Curls. 

IN  answer  to  the  many  letters  I  have  received 
from  readers  who  have  queried  Mary 
Pickford's  curls  since  seeing  her  as  she 
appears  in  "  Suds,"  on  the  cover  of  a  recent 
issue  of  the  Picture  Show,  I  must  tell  you 
that  the  famous  Pickford  curls  have  not  been 
lo3t  altogether,  but  just  for  one  picture.  For 
this  her  curls  have  been  straightened  out  in 

an  awful  mannor  with  a  specially  prepared 
cismetic  ;  her  curls  were  ironed  out  and  her 
h.iir  strained  back  from  her  forehead. 

The  other  part  of  her  make-up  was  obtained 
by  a  deft  use  of  grease  paint,  which  gavo  a 
saucy  up-tilt  to  her  nose  and  made  her  cheeks 
appear  sunken.  It  is  only  by  her  wonderful 
cyjs  that  we  can  recognise  our  Mary. 

By  the  way,  did  you  know  that  one  of  Mary's 
curls  was  auctioned  for  over  100,000  dollars' 
worth  of  Liberty  Bonds  when  the  little  star 
was  on  her  collecting  tour  during  the  war  '! 

— *■■* — 
News  of  "  Doug." 

NOW  I  must  tell  you  about  Doug.  We 
are  to  see  one  of  the  greatest  of  fights 
when  we  see  "  The  Mollycoddle." 
That  Douglas  is  not  afraid  of  receiving 
punishment  is  proved  by  his  engagement  of 
Wallace  Beary  to  portray  the  role  of  the 
villainous  "  heavy."  Beary  is  4  inches  taller 
than  Doug.,  and'  has  an  advantage  in  weight 
of  40  pounds. 

In  order  that  his  fight  might  be  realistic, 
Fairbanks  had  not  made  it  known  that  there 
was  such  a  scene  until  a  few  minutes  before 
it  was  filnied.  Film  battles  of  this  character 
are  not  tricks  of  the  camera  ;-they  are  waged 
as  though  the  combatants  were  really  deadly 
enemies.  It  was  on  this  basis  that  Fairbanks 
and  Beary  went  through  their  bottle,  and  the 
result  "  will  practically  make  the  hair  stand 
up  on  a  bald  head,"  said  one  who  has  seen  it. 
— ♦<  — 

"  Who  is  Fairbanks  ?  " 

A FRIEND  who  has  been  travelling  in 
Switzerland  tells  me  that  the  most 
amusing  evening  he  spent  was  in  a 
"  Temple  of  Motion-Picture  Art,"  as  the 
manager  called  his  little  play-house.  It  was 
in  Berne,  and  the  play  was  called  "  Doug,  in 
the  Harem."  It  was  one  of  the  funniest  Fair- 
banks pictures  he  had  ever  seen. 

The  titles  were  in  both  German  and  French, 
and  not  once  was  Fairbanks'  name  used. 
Picture-goers  in  this  part  of  the  world  simply 
know  Fairbanks  as  "  Doug.,"  but  this  does 
not  prevent  him  from  being  a.  prime  favourite. 

MADGE  STEWART  as  Innocent  in  the  Stoll 
version  of  Marie  Corelli's  novel  of  that  name. 

They  Nearly  Kidnapped  'Gene. 

EUGENE    O'BRIEN"    had   an   exciting  ex- 
perience the  other  day,  when  he,  with 
Zeena    Keefe   and    a   number   of  other 
actors  and  actresses  of  both  stage  and  screen, 
were  travelling  by  train. 

At  one  station  over  900  girls  lined  up  for  a 
glimpse  of  the  screen  celebrities.  I  hoar  that 
Mr.  O'Brien  had  all  he  could  do  to  keep  the 
girls  from  carrying  him  away. 

— ♦+ — 

Paris  Hint 

NORMA  TALMADGE  told  me  that  while 
in    Paris,    she    attended    a  conference 
of  French  glove  manufacturers,  and  that 
the  organisation  known  as  the  Style  Syndicato 
has  decreed  that  sleeves  shall   be  long  and 
gloves  short  this  winter. 

—  t-i — 

A  Costly  Wardrobe. 

IT  is  said  that  Elsie  Ferguson  spends  sixty 
days  out  of  the  year  with  modistes.  Miss 
Ferguson  has  always  made  a  feature  of 
her  clothes,  and  it  is  rumoured  that  her  dress- 

ETHELYN  GIESON,  now  BOY  STEWART  smiles  in 

appearing  in  Billy  West  greeting  to  friendly 

productions  soon  to  be  readers  of  the  PICTURE 
shown  over  here.  SHOW. 

makers*  bills  alone  comedo  £15,000  a  year. 

The  costumes  that  are  to  be  worn  in  her 
corning  play,  "  Lady  Rose's  Daughter,"  are 
unusually  rich  and  attractive,  and  each  is 
typical  of  the  particular  period  it  represents. 

As  you  know,  Miss  Ferguson's  beautiful 
gowns  have  always  been  a  feature  of  her  photo- 

From  an  American  Newspaper. 

THE   following  extract  from  a  newspaper 
-   published    in    Lo3   Angeles   shows  that 
our    representative    in    Cinemaland  ia 
always  on  the  alert  for  the  latest  news  and 

The  paragraph  is  headed,  "  Goes  for  Story 
in  Aeroplane,"  and  the  story  reads  : 

';  L'se  of  aeroplanes  in  news  gathering,  as 
illustrated  in  Marshall  Neilan's  film  story  of 
newspaper  life,  '  Go  and  Get  It,'  was  demon- 
strated by  the  resident  correspondent  for  the 
Amalgamated  Press,  Ltd.,  London,  when  ha 
swooped  down  in  a  plane  on  the  Neilan  lot 
and  called  out  to  the  producer  : 

"  '  You  gave  me  the  idea,  now  give  me  a 
story  ! 

"  He  was  accompanied  by  Emory  Rogers, 
widely  known  local  pilot.  Before  they  departed. 
Marjorie  Daw  was  taken  for  a  spin  in  tha 
clouds.  While  on  the  lot,  material  for  an 
article  for  the  Picture  Show,  the  London 
tihn  publication,  was  obtained." 

— — 
"Phrosos"  Found. 

YOLT  will  remember  that  I  told  you  that 
Louis    Mercanton,    the    famous  French 
producer,  was  searching  Europe  for  a 
girl  to  interpret  Sir  Anthony  Hope's  well- 
known  character  of  "  Phrosos." 

Louis  Mercanton  has  now  made  his  choice  : 
he  found  her  in  London,  and  she  is  Miss  Malvina 
Longfellow.     They  are  now  at  Cannes,  and, 

Picture  Show,  October  30th,  1920. 

•PICTURE  SHOW  CHAT.  {Cot7ee3fr 

when  they  liavo  made  scenes  there,  they  will 
proceed  to  Corsica,  the  picturesque  island 
birthplace  of  Bonaparte,  where,  you  will 
remember,  most  of  the  action  of  tho  play 
takes  place. 

Malvina  Longfellow,  years  ago,  was  an 
artist's  model  in  America,  when  she  won  a 
beauty  prize,  which  was  a  wonderful  Grecian 
hair-band  made  of  solid  gold,  with  a  Syracuse 
coin  in  the  centre.  .  Miss  Longfellow  owns 
that  she  has  often  longed  to  wear  it,  but  she 
has  never  been  able  to,  except  for  fancy  dress. 
Now.  she  will  have  an  opportunity  to  wear 
it  on  the  screen. 

. — 

He  Didn't  Know. 

NOT  aware  that  Fritzie  Brunette  was  already 
possessed  of  a  perfectly  good  husband,  a 
Norwegian  banker  wrote  her  a  naive 
little  note  in  which  he  declared  that  he  had 
plenty  of  good  money,  and  would  like  to  "  take 
her  to  wife,"  addinz,  moreover,  that  upon  receipt 
of  a  wired  acceptance,  he  would  come  himself 
and  fetch  her. 

Photo : 

WALTER  HIERS,  the  Uappy  comedian  in  Christie 

A  Novel  Competition. 

WESLEY  BARKY,  the  little  freckle  faced 
star,  has  just  received  an  invitation  to 
be  the  honorary  guest  in  a  Freckles 
Contest,  to  bo  held  as  one  of  the  big  attractions 
Bt  a  sports  meeting  in  Jersey  City.  The  contest 
will  involve  all  freckled-faced  girls  and  boys  in 
the  states  of  New  Jersey  and  New  York,  and  it 
is  expected  that  there  will  bo  five  thousand 
participants.  1  wonder  if  the  little  film  star 
will  be  successful  in  winning  one  of  the  big 
prizes  that  are  being  offered. 

— »-f — 

The  Luckiest  Girl  in  the  World. 

LOUISE  DUPKE,  a  littlo  actress  who  has 
been  on  tho  slugo  for  many  years,  and  who 
terms  herself  "  the  luckiest  girl  in  the 
■world,"  has  been  selected  as  a  star  by  the  Fan 
Film  Corporation,  to  appear  in  a  series  of  pictures 
of  girlhood  and  childhood.  The  reason  for  the 
epithet  lies  in  the  remarkable  resomblance  of 
this  girj.  to  Mary  Pickford,  whom  she  under- 
studied during  tho  production  of  "  Pollyanna,'' 
and  whose  pupil  for  a  time  she  was. 

Wonderful  Plans. 

MAY  ALLISON  has  a  new  home  at  Beverley 
Hilts,  which  she  is  sharing  with  her 
mother,  brother,  and  married  sister. 
The  laying  out  of  the  grounds  is  as  yet  incom- 
plete, but  Miss  Allison  is  contemplating  a 
Japanese  garden,  a  tennis  court,  a  swimming 
pool,  and  a  summer  house  in  a  grove  of  pines. 
I  he  kennels  are  already  installed  for  her  prize 
llclgian  police  dogs,  and  another  of  her  plans  is 
;.-n  aviary  filled  with  bright-coloured  singing 
lirds.  / 

— +4 — 
Do  You  Remember? 

AT  a  tea  party  tho  other  day  tho  conversa- 
tion turned  on  reminiscences  of  famous 
film  players,  and  during  this  discussion 
I    wondered    how    many    other  picture-goers 
remembered    their   favourites'   earlier  careers. 
For  instance,  do  you  remember  when  Lilian 

Walker  and  Wally  Venn  were  'playing  together 
in  Vitagroph  comedy  drama,  or  when  Maurice 
Costello  was  the  chief  matinee  idol?  When 
Billie  Burke  struggled  through  interminable 
episodes  of  "  Gloria's  Romance,"  and  when 
Kathleen  Williams  appeared  in  that  first  thrilling 
jungle  serial.  When  Bryant  Washburn  was 
doing  "  villains"  for  Essanay,  directing  his  vil- 
lainous machinations  against  Francis  Buahmnu 
and  Beverley  Bayne,  or  when  Margaret  Joyee- 
lyn  and  Victor  Potel  played  "  Sophie  Cluts  " 
and  "  Slippery  Slim  "  respectively  in  Essanay 

- — — 

It  Made  Him  Seasick. 

PHILIP  ANTHONY  had .  a  most  uncom- 
fortable experience  taking  scenes  on 
hoard  a  boat,  at  Sennen  Cove,  in  Corn- 
wa'l.  The  sea  was  rough,  but  this  did  not  worry 
Mr.  Anthony,  as  he  is  quite  a  good  sailor,  but  in 
order  to  keep  within  range  of  the  camera  it  was 
necessary  to  anchor  the  boat,  and  within  a  few 
seconds  from  the  time  the  camera  man  started 
work,  Mr.  Anthony  was  very  seasick. 

Cecil  Calvert's  murderous  knife  attack  came 
to  .a  sudden  end,  and  tho  some  two  hundred 
people,  gathered  on  the  breakwaters  to  watch, 
shrieked  with  laughter. 

"  You  cannot  imagine  what  an  unpleasant 
sensation  it  is,"  says  Mr.  Anthony,  "  to  be 
anchored  in  a  boat  in  a  choppy  sea." 

Fay  Filmer. 


Finding  Faults  in  Films. 


EVERY  reader  who  makes  a  practice 
of  going  to  picture  shows  is  at  times 
irritated  by  faults  that  spoil  the 
story  for  them. 

These  faults  are  either  caused  by  lack  of 
knowledge  or  carelessness  on  the  part  of 
the  producer. 

The  only  way  to  prevent  these  mistakes 
is  to  publicly  point  them  out.  The  result 
of  this  should  be  that  they  will  not  occur 

Here  is  a  chance  for  our  readers  to  better 
the  pictures  and  win  a  money  prize. 


For  Instance. 

IN  a  film  now  showing  we  see  tho  adven- 
tures of  a  cowboy  eluding  the  sheriff 
and  his  men.  Ho  started  off  on  his 
horse,  clad  in  a  shirt  of  a  most  decided 
check  pattern.  But  when  lie  arrived  at 
tho  littlo  shack  in  tho  mountains  that 
same  evening,  he  had  changed  his%hirb  to 
a  striped  one  ! 

This  is  the  sort  of  thing  that  spoils  an 
otherwise  beautiful  photo-play.  • 

Have  you  noticed  anything  similar  ? 
If  so,  send  it  to  me.  Address  your  post- 
card :  Editor,  Film  Faults,  Picture  Show, 
Cough  House,  Cough  Square.  E.C.  4. 

A  prize  of  5s.  will  be  awarded  for  every 
postcard  printed  in  the  Picthrr  Show. 

The  Editor's  decision  mnst  be  con-' 
sidered  final,  and  no  correspondence  can 
be  entered  into. 


whom  we  are  to  see  as  who  is  piayin(?  joint  lead 

Frank  Beresfonl  in  the  »„.„.„    M„ir;  . 

Famous  Lasky  version  ol  "      "  ™<*'"nel 

"  The  Great  Day."  which  m  ,be  B-  aad  c-  adaptation 

bnd  a  record  run  at  the  oJ  J°an  Danvers."  the 
Lyceum  Theatre,  London.       cuccessful  stage  play. 

in  a  coming  photo-play,  entitled  "  Whispering 
Devils."  a  film  version  of  Henry  Arthur  Jones's 
dramatic  success,  "  Michael  and  Bis  Lost  Angel." 


Notes  and  News  from  Los  Angeles. 

Anita  Stewart's  Dressing-Room. 

ANITA  STEWART  probably  lias  the  most 
beautiful  "  dressing  "-room  6"f  any  star  in 
the  film  world.  It  is  built  in  the  fonn  of- 
a  typical  Californian  bungalow,  and  comprises 
a  drawing-room,  boudoir  and  bathroom.  The 
reception-room  is  decorated  in  the  Chinese 
stylo  with  a  blue  Chinese  rug  and  Oriental 
draperies.  Tho  walls  are  decorated  with  raro 
Chinese  prints,  and  tho  high  teak-wood  chairs 
and  tables,  and  tho  low,  luxuriant  divans  are  all 
of  the  same  workmanship.  Her  boudoir  is  gay  in 
rose  taffeta  and  Dresden  flowers,  the  walls 
covered  with  French  grey  satin.  On  the  floor 
are  French  grey  rugs  with  rose  borders,  and  the 
chairs,  dressing-table  and  lounges  are  carried 
out  in  a  delicate  shade  of  ivory.  Interior  decora- 
tion is  one  of  Miss  Stewart's  hobbies.  Clothes 
are  another,  and  she  confesses  to  a  particular 
weakness  for  furs,  ostrjeh  feathers  and  tulk\ 
She  has  just  added  two  wonderful  wraps  of 
ermine  and  sable  to  her  collection. 

— — • 

A  Mischievous  Monkey. 

DURING  the  past  week  the  Goldwyn  Studios 
have  been  demoralised  by  the  mischievous 
tricks  of  "  Tony,"  a  small  monkey  who 
was  entrusted  with  a  part  in  tho  now  Mabel 
Xormand  production,  "  Head  Over  Heels." 
Tho  pickles  which  adorn  tho  hate  of  the  girls 
playing  in  Jack  Pickford's  picture,  "Just  Out 
of  College,"  mysteriously  disappeared.  All  tho 
icing  on  a  cake  which  was  to  bo  used  in  Johnny 
Jones's  current  "  Edgar "  feature  was  found 
scraped  off,  when  the  moment  came  for  using  it, 
and  an  irate  star  reported  that  a  box  of  candy 
that  had  reached  her  that  morning  had  been 
very  thoroughly  cleaned  up.  A  search  was 
promptly  instituted  for  tho  thief,  and  a  very 
sick  and  disillusioned  littlo  monkey  was  at  last 
found  in  an  obscure  corner  of  the  studio  grounds 
by  his  distracted  master,  on  Italian  organ-  ' 
grinder.  However,  "  Tony  "  made  up  for  his 
depredations  by  giving  a  fine  rendering  of  his 
part  in  Mabel's  picture,  and  Mabel  herself  was 
just  thinking  of  adopting  him  altogether,  when 
Aya  stepped  in  and  put  his  foot  down  with 
great  and  final  decision.  Aya  is  Mis- 
Normand's  prize  Chow,  and  is  extremely 
haughty  and  reserved,  as  most  jof  these  blue- 
blooded  canines  are.  He  went  for  that  trained 
monkoy,  and  during  the  brief  space  of  glorious 
lifo  that  ensued  it  was  a  puzzle  to  find  which 
was  tho  dog  and  which  was  tho  monkey.  It 
took  three  stage  hands  to  end  the  engagement, 
and  Aya  is  still  going  about  heavily  bandaged  ; 
whilst  Tony  gibbers  and  chatters  angrily  directly 
anything  on  four  feet  ns  much  as  appears  on 
tho  horizon.  Now  Miss  Nnrmnnd  says  that, 
she  has  reconsidered  her  decision  to  add  a 
monkey  to  her  menogerie. 

Klsik  Codp. 

FietUrt  Show,  October  30//* ,  1920. 



A  Hawaiian  girl  appearing  with  Edith  Roberts  in       FRANK  MAYO'S  cigarette  should  have  been  all       You  will  never  recognise  who  has  been  photo- 
"Macama."    She  is  LILLY  PHILLIPS,  a  grand       the  more  fragrant  considering   it  was  lit  by       graphed  in  this  artistic  pose  I    It  is  WESLEY 
niece  of  King  Kamehameha  of  Hawaii.  beautiful  BETTY  BLYTHE.  BARRY.  He  makes  a  nice  girl,  does  he  not  ? 

MAY  ALLISON— Metro  Star— with  her  mother  LOUISE  GLAUM  heard  there  was  a  craze  in  London  and  Paris  for  This  photograph  of  MARJORIE 
and  nephew.  Her  sisters  are  standing  at  the  grown-ups  to  carry  dolls.  So  she  bought  a  walking  doll,  and  is  here  DAW  should  bring  many  fol- 
back,  one  of  whom  is  her  business  manager.  seen  taking  it  for  a  stroll.  lowers  to  the  overall  movement 

ricture  Show,"  October  ZOth,  1920. 

Our  SfrlencUd  Serial  Tellxng  of  a  Man's  Fight  Agatnst  Fate  artel  of  a  AfVoncterful  Love. 

Tkc  PRICE^of?  HIS 


The  Philosophy  of  Dyson  Mallet. 

THE  discovery  was  so  totally  unexpected, 
the    shock    so    tremendous    that  John 
Galloway  stood  there  in  the  dark  room 
motionless,  while  the  silence  sang  in  his  ears, 
and  the  minutes  of  that  perfect  day  of  his 
lushed  away  into  eternity,  as  Athalie  had  said. 

Their  perfect  day  !  The  day  snatched  from 
eternity  ! 

And  this  was  the  end  of  it. 
Athalie,  already  in  her  sweet  bed,  thinking — 
only  heaven  knew  what  her  thoughts  were. 
And  here  was  he,  facing  the  end  of  his  wild 
dream,  and — retribution. 

One  more  come  back  from  the  dead  ! 
And  to  his  credit  let  it  be  said  that  in  his 
heart  Galloway  was  glad.    Glad  that  this  man 
had  come  back  to  life  to  expose  his  miserable 
deception,  and  to  show  him  up  for  what  he  was. 

In  that  moment  something  whispered  to  him, 
something  wild  and  irresponsible,  that  now  at 
least  ho  could  fight  for  the  love  of  Athalie 
Railton  under  '  his  own  name  and  his  own 
identity.  He  could  not  fight  a  dead  man  for 
her,  but  lie  could  fight  a  live  one. 

The  hope  died  as  soon  as  it  was  born. 
He  knew  now  that  all  hope  of  winning  Athalie 
was  at  an  end.  He  knew  in  truth  that  there 
bad  never  been  any  hope.  He  had  been  be- 
musing himself  with  phantoms  ;  storing  up 
tears  and  bitterness  for  them  both  by  playing 
with  his  honour. 

The  momentary  flash  of  the  match  seemed  to 
have  deepened  the  gloom,  but  ho  could  si  ill 
make  out  that  dishevelled  and  collapsed  figure 
in  the  chair. 

A  cold  dread  clawed  at  him.  The  man  looked 
as  if  he  were  dead.  He  shook  himself  fiercely, 
and  quite  suddenly  became  calm. 

Now  that  the  sword  which  had  been  over- 
hanging him  had  fallen,  ho  felt  a  surprising 
coolness,  a  sense  of  relief. 

And  as  small  thoughts  tlnsh*aulomatieally 
through  the  mind  in  times  of  crisis,  the  thought 
came  to  him  that  whatever  happened  he  had 
had  his  great  day  with  Athalie  Railton. 

That  was  his.  Ho  clung  to  it  desperately. 
Nothing  could  rob  him  of  that  memory.  - 

Ho  struck  another  match  and  lighted  the 
lamp  deliberately. 

Mrs.  Weston  obviously  knew  nothing  about 
tho  visitor.  Knowing  the  houso  ami  tho 
grounds  well,  he  had  apparently  come  in  "across 
the  lawns  and  entered  by  the  French  window-. 
For  what  reason  was  not  Obvious;  unless  ho 
already  knew  something  about  the  impersona- 
tion, which  was  more  than  probable. 

Galloway  locked  the  door  on  the  inside,  then 
he  closed  tho  windows  and  drew  tho  blinds, 
remembering  that  mysterious  shot  which  had 
come  out  of  tho  shrubbery  when  ho  wus  in  this 
very  room  with  Alice  Mercer. 

Having  dono  all  this  to  his  satisfaction,  ho 
took  another  look  at  Dyson  Mallet. 

No,  he  was  certainly  not  dead,  because  ho 
was  still  snoring  slightly.  Hut  his  appearance 
w^s  deplorable. 

Ho  woro  an  old  pea-jacket  which  had  oivco 
been  Navy-bluo  anil  was  now  a  bottle  green, 
and  under  this,  a  frayed,  blue  seaman's  jersey. 
Hoots  and  trousers  were  deplorable,  und  caked 
with  mud. 

His  hair  was  matted  and  long,  and  he  carried 
at  least  a  week's  growth  of  beard. 

As  Gallowuy  watched  him,  the  clock  in  the 
hall  struck  u  single  sonorous  note. 

Half-past  nine  ! 

Galloway  closed  his  eyes  momentarily,  aware 
c(  a  spasm  of  pain.  Athalie  was  at  this  moment 
s.iving  good-night  to  him. 

Tho  sound  of  tho  clock  striking  roused  tho 
>lecpcr.  Ho  shifted  uneasily  and  jerked  his 
lead  upright.  Galloway  was  struck  by  the 
j  allot  of  his  face.    The  man  looked  dreadfully 


JOHN  GALLOWAY  is  saved  from  the  wreck  of  the 
Sweet  Alice.  When  he  recovers  he  is  mistaken 
lor  his  friend,  Dyson  Mallet.  He  protests,  but 
no  one  believes  him.    Mallet  was  engaged  to 

ATHALIE  RAILTON,  with  whom  Galloway  tails  in 

lit  MA  GALE  was  also  on  board  the  Sweet  Alice, 
and  John  thinks  she  too  was  drowned  ;  but 
one  day  she  conies  to  see  him. 

ALICE  MERCER  writes  a  letter  addressed  to  Mallet, 
hinting  at  a  past  love  affair.  She  goes  to  his 
house,  and  finds  Galloway  impersonating  his 
friend.  While  they  arc  talking  somebody 
shoots  at  them  from  the  aarden. 

DYSON  MALLET,  whom  Galloway  supposes  to  be 
drowned ;  but;  after  spending  a  delightful  day 
with  Athalie  on  her  birthday,  John  returns 
home  and  finds  Mallet  fast  asleep  in  an  armchair 
in  the  smoking  room. 

ill  ;  but  he  smelled  of  spirits,  which  perhaps 
accounted  for  it. 

Suddenly  he  opened  his  ryes,  stared  full  at 
John  for  a  minute,  and  sat  upright. 

"  Hello,  Galloway,"  he  said  surprisingly. 
"  Top  of  the  evening  to  you,  old  sport  !  You 
look  as  scared  as  if  your  grandfather's  ghost 
had  come  to  life  and  was  sitting  on  your  chest. 
What's  the  matter,  man  ? 

It  was  a  minute  before  Galloway  could  collect 
himself  sufficiently  to  make  a  reply.  Then  all 
he  could  say  was  : 

Is  that  really  you.  Dyson  ?  " 

"  Don't  be  so  fatuous,  my  dear  lad,"  answered 
Mallet.  "  Who  do  you  think  I  am — Marley's 
ghost,  or  Hamlet's  father  ?  " 

"  Well,  you  can  hardly  be  surprised  if  I  took 
you  for  your  own  ghost,"  said  Galloway.  "  All 
tlm  people  who  were  drowned  in  the  Sweet 
Alice  seem  to  be  coming  to  life  again.  You 
have  been  reported  dead,  you  know,  for  many 

"  Lay  not  that  flattering  unction  to  yourlsoul, 
old  man.  I'm  not  nearly  dead.  I'm  sorry  I 
can't  fit  myself  into  your  plans  to  that  extent." 

Steady  with  that,  Mallet,"  said  John,  with 
a  hint  of  sternness. 

"  All  right,  dear  boy,"  replied  Mallet,  with  a 
chuckle.  "  I  was  only  pulling  your  leg.  Sure 
I'm  not  surprised  that  you  mistook  me  for  a 
ghost,  and  not  a  very  respectable  ghost  either. 
I'm  nothing  to  write  homo  about — but  I  am 
homo.  That's  the  marvellous  thing.  Home, 
iny  boy  -  home  !  " 

Ho  strqtohed  himself  luxuriously  and  nestled 
deeper  into  the  capacious  chair. 

"  I'm  in  an  awful  state  of  mud  and  disrepair. 
Kxeuse  me  making  a  mess  of  your  chair.  Gee  ! 
But  it's  my  chair,  isn't  it  ?  That's  deuced  funny. 
Also  excuse  my  rudeness  in  not  getting  up. 
I'm  very  comfortable  here,  but  I  hope  I  know 
my  manners.  And  the  master  of  the  houso 
ought  to  get  up  to  receive  his  visitors.  I'm  the 
master  of  the  house,  am  I  not  ?  " 

"Certainly  you  are,"  replied  Galloway, 
mystified  at  the  way  Mallet  was  taking  matters, 
and  wondering  how  far  he  was  acquainted  with 
the  faofs  of  the  situation.  He  was  perfectly 
calm  and  pleasant. 

"  That's  all  right  then,"  he  wont  on.  "  Clears 
the  air.  IVn  the  master  of  the  houso  disguised 
as  a  deck -w  ah.  You're  my  guest.  Make  your- 
self at  home,  old  lad.  1  must  sit  here  ;  I'm  not 
very  well,  and  to  tell  you  tho  truth,  I'm  a  littlo 
unsteady  on  the  pins.  Old  failing  of  mine. 
I've  been  sampling  the  wine  of  the  country  at 
tho  village  inn  ;  talking  with  tho  gossips,  and 
so  on.  Not  a  soul  knew  mo  from  tho  Caliph  of 
all  tho  Haghdads.  Would  you  mind  pouring 
me  out  just  a  steadier  of  my  whisky  ?  There 
used  to  bo  some  in  that  cupboard." 

( lalloway  poured  out  the  required  refreshment , 
ami  Mallet  took  it.  down  at  one  gulp. 

"  Better,"  he  announced.  "  decidedly  better 

than  the  stuff  they've  been  giving  me  in  the 
village.  More  bite  to  it.  Pre-war  stock,  I 
should  imagine.  If  there  was  ono  thing  the 
governor  knew  in  the  old  days  it  was  how  to 
stock  a  cellar.  But  he  wasn't  very  liberal  with 
it.  From  now  on  times'  have  changed.  This  is 
Liberty  Hall,  and  you  are  my  guest,  John,  old 
man.  A  nice  old  game  you've  been  playing  while 
I've  been  theoretically  among  the  dear  departed, 
eh  ?  Well,  aren't  «you  going  to  give  me  your 
fist,  old  sport  ?  It's  not  often  you  have  the 
pleasure  of  meeting  one  who  lias  come  back 
from  across  the  Big  Divide." 

He  held  out  a  trembling  hand. 

"  One  minute,"  said  Galloway  crisply.  "  Y'ou 
are  not  yourself,  Dyson,  and  you're  not  capable 
of  getting  Tt  clear  view  of  the  situation." 

"  I'm  all  right,  the  top  half  of  me,"  returned 
Mallet.  "  It's  only  my  legs  that  aro  not  quite  up 
to  parade  form.    My  brain's  as  clear  as  a  bell." 

Galloway  knew  this  of  old.  He  had  often 
Been  Mallet  with  a  perfectly  clear  head,  although 
he  was  so  much  the  worse  for  drink  that  he 
could  not  walk  a  yard. 

"  What's  the  matter  ?  "  he  demanded  querul- 
ously.   "  Why  won't  you  shake  hands  ?  " 

"  Do  you  know  who  I  am  ?  "  demanded 

"  Sure.  You're  John  Galloway,  my  old  part- 
ner and'  shipmate.  What's  the  bee  in  your 
bonnet,  anyway  :  " 

"  Do  you  know  why  I  am  here,  and  the  posi- 
tion I  am  occupying  in  this  house  ?  " 

'"  Of  course  I  know,"  returned  Mallet.  "  I 
know  every  blessed  thing  about  it,  and  I'm  sur- 
prised at  you,  John  Galloway.  Surprised  ami 
jiained.  But  there  you  are.  I  always  said  that 
about  you  strait-laced  fellows.  When  you 
break  away  you  go  the  whole  hatful.  Your 
morals  are  simply  awful,  and  I'm  surprised  at 
you.    Now  shake  hands." 

He  was  talking  quite  rationally,  anil  'obviously 
meant  what  he  said.  Galloway  took  his  hand 
in  silence.    Presently  he  said  : 

"  Whatever  you  may  have  heard  and  what- 
ever conclusion  you  may  have  come  to,  Dyson, 
1  am  glad  to  tho  bottom  of  my  heart  to  see  you 

"  I  know  you  are,"  returned  Mallet.  .  "  No 
need  for  tho  hot  air,  old  sport.  I'm  glad  to  see 
you  again  too,  ftnd  I  don't  forget  that  if  it  had 
not  boon  for  you  this  happy  reunion  would  never 
havo  taken  place." 

"  What  on  earth  do  you  moan,  Dyson  t  " 

"  Before  I  said  '  good  evening  '  to  the  Sweet 
Alice  and  walked  daintily  oft  the  deck,  you  put 
two  lifebelts  on  me  ;  and  it  was  those  two  life- 
belts which  brought  mo  back  to  Home  Sweet 
Home  in  the  fulness  of  time,  as  the  poets  say. 
Now  when  a  man  has  two  lifebelts,  and  he  gives 
one  to  a  pal,  he's  a  good  sport.  But  when  ho 
gives  both  to  his  pal,  and  keeps  none  for  himself, 
lie's  a  dashed  fool,  and  that's  what  you  are. 
John  Galloway.  But  you're  a  white  man,  and 
we'll  just  have  another  little  spot  to  celebrato 
this  happy  birthday." 

Galloway  frowned  at  tho  word  birthday,  but 
Mallet  had  evidently  used  it  quite  innocently. 

"  I  think  you've  had  enough,"  said  John. 

•'  Wrong,  dear  boy,"  responded  the  master  of 
tho  house.  "  I've  never  known  tho  time  when 
I've  had  enough." 

John  let  him  gulp  down  another  small  measure 
and  then  faced  him  seriously. 

"  Now  listen,  Dyson,"  ho  said,  "  whHo  I 
explain  the  situation  to  you.  You  may  know 
something,  but  you  cannot  possibly  know  all. 
When  you  do,  you  will  in  all  probability  take  a 
different  view  of  things,  and  your  opinion  of  ire 
will  be  less  charitahlo."  . 

"Carry  on>"i  said  Mallet:  "I'm  listoning. 
Just  another  spot  would  probably  help  mo  to 
appreciate  the  hoinousness  of  your  stupendous 
yCen'.inued  on  page  8J 

Picture  Slioir,  October  30//* ,  1920. 


Bujfter    Keaton    Imitates   the  Jroses 
of  Some  of  tlie  Metro  Stars. 

THE  old  saying,  "  Imitation  is  the  sincerest 
form  of  flattery,"  is  proved  once  more 
by  the  photographs  on  this  page. 
Buster  Keaton  could  not  help  admiring  the 
beautiful  stars  of  the  Metro  Flm  Company,  and 
that  he  has  endeavoured  to  flatter  them  l>y 
imitation  is  quite  obvious  from  these  photo- 

The  artistic  poses  of  May  Allison,  Viola 
Dana,  and  Alice  Lake,  were  so  full  of  grace 
and  charm,  that  Buster  decided  not  to  be 
outdone.  He  was  quite  sure  that  if  he  took 
particular  pains  to  copy  their  exact  poses,  he 
could  look  just  as  charming  and  fascinating. 
The  position  with  which  he  had  the  most 
dilViCulty  was  that  of  Viola  Dana.  Buster  did 
not  think  he  was  quite  the  right  type  for  this. 

Was  He  Successful  ? 

DO  you  think  Buster  was 
successful  in  looking  as 
fascinating  as  May  Alli- 
son, Viola  Dana,  and  Alice 
Lake  ? 

He  was  very  pleased  with 
himself,  and  insisted  upon 
the  camera-man  taking  his 
photograph,  as  he  copied  the 
pose  of  each  of  the  stars. 

Buster's  Valuation  of  a  Grin. 

BUSTER  KEATON  used  to  be  a  co-worker 
with  Fatty  Arbuckle,  but  he  now  ax-ts 
in  his  own  comedies  for  Metro.  If  you 
see  one  of  these  comedies,  you  can  be  sure  of 
a  hearty  laugh.  You  will  notice  that  Buster 
himself  rarely  smiles  on  the  films.  He  says  : 
"  I  think  people  get  a  lot  more  enjoyment  in 
watching  me  on  the  screen  if  I  don't  wear  a 
silly  grin  throughout  pictures.  Anyway,  I'm 
too  busy  being  tossed  and  knocked  about  to 
spend  much  time  in  smiling." 

VIOLA  DANA  has  set  BUSTER  KEATON  a  difficult  task  with  this  artistic 
pose  ;  and — 

— BUSTER  does  not  think  it  quite  suits  his  style  ol  beauty  I 


J'iciurc  Show,  October  30///,  1920. 

"The  Price  fif,  Honour."  lCo'tX'°'" 

fall  from  grace.  No  ?  Very  well  then,  I'll  go 
dry.  Cany  on  with  your  oration,  but  make  it 
il-.prt,  as  you  love  me.  I  am  longing  to  sleep  in 
i  civilised  bed  once  more." 

This  was  altogether  a  different  ending  from 
anything  which  John  had  imagined  or  dreamed. 
When  he  saw  Mallet  in  the  flesh,  returned  to  lifo 
and  to  the  inheritance  which  had  been  filched 
from  him,  Galloway  had  expected  storm  and 
l.iitcr  upbraiding. 

But  Dyson  not  only  took  it  very  calmly,  but 
found  plenty  of  amusement  in  it. 

Calloway  told  the  whole  tale  from  the  begin- 
ning. He  told  everything  with  meticulous  care, 
omitting  only  one  important  figure  from  the 
picture — Athalie  Railton. 

Dyson  took  it  all  as  if  it  wereStlie  funniest 
thing  in  the  world,  and  this  was  not  because  he 
had  been  drinking.  Calloway  knew  well  that 
Mallet  could  sometimes,  in  those  circumstances, 
be  a  very  ugly  and  dangerous  customer. 

"  John,"  he  said,  '  you're  a  jewel  !  Fancy 
you  going  and  doing  the  stage  villain  act  all 
that  much.  'Pon  my  word,  you  have  surprised 
me,  John.  The  nerve  of  it  !  But  after  all,  it 
wasn't  altogether  your  own  choosing.  It  was 
pushed  on  you  in  the  first  place." 

"That's  true  enough,"  answered  John.  "  But 
remember  that  I  could  have  stopped  the  whole- 
thing  at  any  moment  with  a  little  firmness." 

Mallet  winked  solemnly. 

"  That's  the  worst  of  you,  John.  You're  so 
dashed  weak." 

John  felt  almost  aggrieved  that  Dyson 'took 
it  all  so  calmly. 

"  You  don't  seem  very  much  upset  about  it," 
lie  remarked. 

"  Upset,"  retorted  Mallet.  "  Why  should  I 
be  ?  My  dear  lad,  1  was  not  using  this  domicile 
myself.  You  wero  perfectly  welcome  to  make 
use  of  it  while  1  was  away — welcome  as  the 
flowers  in  spring.  It  has  not  come  to  any  harm 
apparently.  You  wouldn't  rob  me.  Kven  if  I 
had  been  well  and  truly  dead,  you  would  have 
•Jirown  up  the  sponge  sooner  or  later,  John,  and 
told  the  lawyer  people  all  about  it." 

"  1  should  certainly  have  done  that,"  said 

"  I  know  you  would.  You've  got  too  much 
conscience  to  play  the  villain,  John,  yards  too 
much.  You'll  never  get  on.  I  expect  that  suit 
you've  got  on  and  your  board  and  lodging  are 
about  all  you've  debited  my  account  with." 

"  That  is  exactly  all,"  said  John. 

"'T  thought  so.  And  you're  welcome  to  them 
my  boy.  You're  welcome  to  stop  hero  as  long 
as  you  like  as  my  guest,  provided  you  acknow- 
ledge me  as  master  of  the  house.  Must  be 
master  of  my  own  house,  you  know.  And  you 
are  welcome  to  a  go  at  that  bottle  if  you'll  pour 
me  out  just  a  spot.    This  talking  is  dry  work." 

"  Not  another  drop,"  said!  John  resolutely. 

Mallet  frowned,  and  stood  up  with  a  jerk. 

For  a  moment  he  stood  unsteadily,  then  a 
swift  grey  pallor  came  over  his  face.  He 
clutched  at  the  air,  swung  round  violently,  and 
fell  with  a  crash  on  his  face. 

John  was  not  quick  enough  to  catch  him.  He 
was  alarmed.  This  did  not  look  like  mere 
drunkenness.  The  grey  pallor  had  faded,  and 
already  he  had  gone  deathly  white. 

With  great  difficulty  John  lifted  him  back 
into  his  chair,  and  as  he  undid  the  knotted 
choker  round  the  man's  muscular  throat,  Dyson 
opened  his  ej'es  and  smiled  faintly. 

"  What  was  that  ?  "  asked  Calloway  sharply. 
"  Are  you  ill,  Dyson  1  '■' 

"  '  That,'  my  dear  boy,"  replied  Dyson,  "  was 
my  heart.  In  my  advanced  years  I  am  de- 
veloping a  heart,  and  at  unforeseen  moments  it 
goes  back  on  ine  even  as  my  legs  do.  They  tell 
mo  it  is  the  result  of  my  night  out  after  the 
Sweet  Alice  went  down.  John,  dear  boy,  I  am 
hurt  with  you.  You  haven't  even  asked  mo  to 
tell  you  tlio  moving  story  of  my  adventures." 

I'm  sorry,"  said  John.  "  I've  been  so  full  of 
my  own  villainy." 

"  Forget  it,  my  dear  boy,"  said  Mallet.  "  Do 
you  remember  what  old  Billy  O'Farrcl  used  to 
say  about  every  man  haying  his  price  ?  Tho 
pi  ico  of  his  honour — do  you  remember  it  t 
Dear  old  Billy  !  I  sold  mine  years  ago,  for  the 
price  of  an  old  shoe.  You  thought  you  had 
>  old  yours,  John,  but  you  hadn't.  Take  it  from 
me.  'You  would  havo  backed  out  before-  tho 
i bird  act.  You  would  never  have  taken  the 
i  rize,  John — not  on  those  terms." 

Something  in  the  man's  voice  made  John's' 
heart  sink.    The  mocking,  good-humoured  smile 
was  full  of  knowledge.    Did  he  know  more  than 
he  pretended  ?    Did  he  know  all  about  Athalie  ? 

Whatever  he  knew,  his  frank  good-humour 
was  irresistible.  .  Whatever  had  happened  since 
the  wreck  of  tho  Sweet  Alice,  had  changed  htm 
in  some  respects  for  the  better. 

I'll  tell  you  my  horrible  tale,  John.  When 
I  tripped  off  the  deck  of  the  Sweet  Alice  I  knew 
no  more,  as  they  soy  in  all  the  best  serial  fiction. 
When  I  began  to  take  an  interest  in  my  sur- 
roundings again  I  was  on  board  a  whaler  called 
the  William  Johnson.    Ye  gods,  what  a  name  ! 

"  It  seems  when  the  William  Johnson  picked 
me  up  I  was  very  wet.  I  had  been  washing 
about  in  the  sea  for  thirty-eight  hours,  and  your 
two  lifebelts  had  kept  me  afloat  all  the  time. 
Fortunately  I  floated  the  right  side  up,  or  this 
tale  would  be  shorter  than  it  is,  and  it's  not  very 
long  now. 

"  The  William  Johnson  was  on  the^way  to  the 
fishing  grounds  north  of  the  Orkneys.  I  asked 
the  captain  to  put  into  port  with  me. 

"  I  pointed  out  to  him  that  I  w-as  a  country 
gentleman  of  considerable  opulence,  though  I 
confess  I  did  not  look  anything  like  it.  I 
promised  that  if  he  put  into  port  with  me  he 
should  be  suitably,  rewarded.  But  he  said  that 
lie  had  heard  that  tale  before,  and  it  was  never 
anything  like  the  truth.    So  there  you  are. 

"  I  went  to  the  fishing  grounds,  and  wo  hunted 
the  elusive  whale.  Not  bad  sport  either,  but  I 
was  too  ill  with  this  heart  of  mine  really  to 
enjoy  it. 

I  landed  at  Hull  two  days  ago,  and  here  I 
am  ;  and  if  you're  not  glad  to  see  me,  old  sport, 
you  might  pretend  to  lie." 

The  Decision. 

1AM."  said  John  quickly. 
"  I  know  you  are.    Well,  what  are  you 
going  to  do  now  *  " 
"  I'm  going,"  returned  Galloway. 
"  Going  ?    When,  where,  why  '!    Man  alive, 
what  are  you  going  for  ?  " 
John  smiled  sadly. 

"  It's  a  pretty  poor  game  I've  played,  Dyson," 
he-said,  '"  and  now  that  you  havq  come  back 
and  are  so  tfecent  about  it,  I  feel  it  worse  than  I 
did  before.    I  must  get  away  at  once." 

"  But,  my  son,  I  don't  want  you  to  go.  I 
want  you  to  be  my  guest  just  as  long  as  you 
like.  I  know  you  haven't  a  penny  in  tho 

"  That's  why  I'm  going,"  said  John  grimly. 
"  I'm  big  enough  audi  strong  enough  to  earn  a 
living  for  myself  I  hope." 

*'  You  always  were  pretty  stiff  in  the  back," 
remarked  Dyson  sourly.  "  But  what's  the 
hurry  ?  Besides,  it  isn't  fair  to  me.  It's  up  to 
you  to  do  the  handsome  thing  to-morrow.  You 
will  have  to  tell  the  startled  population  that 
you've  been  suffering  under  a  delusion,  and 
that  I  am  the  real  master  of  the  house.  Other- 
wise, in  my  present  state,  I  stand  a  chance  of 
being  booted  out." 

"  Dyson,"  said  Galloway,  with  the  first  signs 
of  agitation.  "  I  can't  stay.  It's— it's  impos- 
sible. You  see,  I've  played  a  pretty  low-down 
game  on  the  neighbours  and  so  on,  and  I  can't 
lace  it  out.  Don't  make  me,  old  man.  As  to 
your  identity,  I'll  soon  put  that  all  right." 

He  sat  down  at  the  table,  took  pen  and  paper, 
and  dashed  off  t  he  following  statement  : 

"  I,  John  Galloway,  hereby  declare  that  I 
have .  for  over  three  months  deliberately  and 
wilfully  impersonated  my  late  partner,  Dyson 
Mallet.  Tlio  holder  of  this  paper  is  the  true 
Dyson  Mallet. 

"  John  Galloway." 

Mallet  took  it  mechanically. 

•'  Pretty  strong,  isn't  it  ?  "  he  asked  drily. 

"  Not>  nearly  strong  enough,"  said  Galloway. 

Mail.  •  shrugged  his  shoulders  and  put  tho 
paper  in  his  pocket. 

"  You  haven't  by  any  chance  since  you've 
been  horc  met  a — a  girl  from  tho  village  named 
Alice  Mercer,  I  suppose  ?  " 

"  I  have,"  replied  John.  "  She  came  here  late 
one  night,  the  same  way  as  you  came — through 
these  windows." 

"  Ah  !  Did  she — cr — did  she  mistake  you  for 
me  ?  " 

"  No,  she  saw  through  me  immediately." 
"  Ah  !  " 

Calloway  went  to  the  other  end  of -the  room 
and  took  a  turn  or  two  up  and  down,  deep  in 
thought.    This  was  not  his  business,'  and  he 

had  no  right  to  interfere  or  say  anything. 
Mallet  had  behaved  extremely  well  to  him.  He 
should  be  the  last  person  to  criticise  Mallet's 
behaviour.  But  he  decided  to  speak  his  mind 
on  the  subject.  .    •  > 

"  Dyson,"  he  said,  confronting  him  abruptly, 
"  I  believe  Alice  Mercer  is  a  good  girl,  and  very 
much  in.  love  with  you." 

A  low,  musical  snore  answered  him. 

Mallet's  head  had  dropped  over  his  shoulder. 
His  mouth  was  wide  open.    He  was  fast  asleep. 

Galloway  opened  the  windows  softly  and 
stepped  out  on  to  the  lawn.  He  was  in  white 
flannels,  and  hatless,  but  he  gave  no  thought  to 

There  was  one  unalterable  determination  in 
his  mind.  He  must  get  aWay  at  once,  and  for 
good.  .  " 

This  was  a  hallowed  spot  for  him,  and  he  must 
never  see  it  again. 

The  Next  Day. 

WITH  regard  to  the  remaining  hours  of 
that  night,  where  lie  went  and  what  he 
•  did,   Galloway   was  never  afterwards 
very  clear. 

Now  and  then,  as  he  tramped  blindly  on 
through  the  moonlit  darkness,  his  thoughts 
strayed  to  Portallock  Bay,  and  the  greatest  day 
of  all,  to  which  this  was  the  conclusion. 

He  saw  the  sun  rise,  and  realised  that  he  was 
on  a  road.  Some  time  afterwards  he  began  to 
take  a  dull  interest  in  his  whereabouts  and  his 

-He  was  conscious  for  the  first  time  of  extreme 
weariness  and  faintness,  the  latter  probably 
owing  to  lack  of  food. 

His  last  meal  was  a  very  light  one  of  cakes 
and  bananas,  which  he  and  Athalie  had  shared 
as  they  sat  on  the  Wishing  Stone  in  Portallock 

Early  rising  Iandworkers  passed  at  rare  in- 
tervals and  favoured  him  with  polite  stares. 
He  assumed  that  in  his  white  flannels  and  with- 
out a  cap  he  was  a  conspicuous  object. 

To  make  matters  worse,  he  found  that  his 
trousers  were  mud-stained  to  -the  knees.  He 
remembered  vaguely  falling  into  a  ditch  before 
he  struck  the  high  road. 

He  realised  the  disadvantages  of  coming  away 
in  such  a  hurry,  and  so  ill-equipped  for  travel. 
He  had  no  money  ;  he  had  provided  himself 
with  a  little  when  he  started  out  the  previous 
morning  with  Alhalie,  but  on  returning  lie  hail 
mechanically  replaced  the  remainder  in  tho 
desk  where  he  kept  such  spare  cash  as  he  per- 
mitted himself  to  make  use  of. 

Anyway,  it  was  Dyson  Mallet's,  and  not  his 
own,  so  ho  was  glad  he  had  none  with  him. 

Nevertheless,  ho  foresaw  an  unpleasant  time 
iu  the  immediate  future. 

But  tho  chief  thing  which  distressed  him  was 
weariness.  He  had  without  realising  it  walked 
a  good  many  miles,  some  of  them  at  a  good  pace. 

Ho  came  upon  a  deserted  looking  barn  with 
an  open  door  and  a  huge  inviting  pile  of  clean 
straw  inside. 

In  a  few  minutes  he  was  inside,  curling  him- 
self up  in  tho  straw  like  a  dog.  Almost  as  soon 
as  he  had  done  so  he  was  asleep. 

He  seemed  to  have  been  there  about  five 
minutes  when  he  awoke  with  a  start.  As  u 
matter  of  fact,  he  had  been  asleep  for  moro  than 
six  hours.    It  was  past  noon. 

The  first  thing  of  which  he  was  conscious  of  was 
a  face  peering  in  at  the  entrance  to  the  barn. 

It  bobbed  out  of  sight,  and  almost  imme- 
diately appeared  again.  Thore  was  a  murmur 
of  conversation  from  certain  parties  unseen. 

Galloway  became  amusedly  conscious  that 
the  man  who  was  peering  at  him  so  intently  was 
a  policeman  in  uniform.  Obviously,  by  his  red 
face,  the  village  policeman. 

He  heard  somebody  say  in  a  muffled  whisper  : 

"  That's  'im  right  enough  !  " 

Golloway  smiled  encouragingly. 

"  Do  you  want  me  f  "  ho  asked. 

"  YTs,"  said  tho  surprised  policeman,  and 
immediately  stepped  into  full  view.  Ho  was 
followed  by  half  a  dozen  men,  most  of  them' 
carrying  useful  .sticks. 

"  You  know  what  I  want  you  for  ?  "  said  tlio 
policeman  boldly. 

"I'm  afraid  I  don't,"  replied  Galloway. 
"  Unless  it  is  for  trespassing  in  this  barn  ?  " 

"  It's  not  that,"  replied  tho  policeman.  "  You 
answer  tho  description  of  a  man  wanted  for 
murder — the  muraer  of  ft  man  named  ))> -on 

{To  be  continued  next  ws^k.)-  ' 

Picture  Show,  October  10th,  1920. 


(Special  to  the  "Picture  Show. ") 


The  Star  Wko  Has  ProvedLTkat  Age  Doesrv't  Matter. 


has  given 
us  a  new  thrill 
by  her  first 
films.  With 
"  Revelation, " 
"Eye  for  an 
E  v  c,"  and 
"The  Red 
Lantern,"  Na- 
zi m  o  v  a  has 
proved  the  truth  of  all  the  critics  have  said 
in  her  favour. 

Nazimova  has  proved  to  us  that  age  docs 
not  matter  to  the  real  artiste,  for  although 
over  forty  years  of  age,  the  Russian  star 
has  all  the  fascination  of  a  young  girl, 

A  Hard  Life. 

HER  life  has  been  a  real  hard  one. 
Her  first  public  appearance  was 
as  a  pianist.  Then  she  added 
the  violin  to  her  list  of  accomplish- 
ments ;  but  her  success  in  music  did  | 
not  satisfy  her  and  she  decided  to 
become  an  actress. 

As  a  means  of  attaining  her  am- 
bition, she  joined  a  touring  com- 
pany, and  travelled  through  Russia 
with  them,  stopping  at  villages  as  well 
as  at  towns,  enduring  all  sorts  of  con- 
ditions and  discomforts,  and  working  as  only 
a  member  of  a  repertoire  company  must  work. 

The  boards  were  never  allowed  to  grow  cold. 
When  the  company  was  not  playing,  they 
were  busily  rehearsing  the  next  play  to  be 
given.  Costumes  were  made  out  of  nothing 
but  odds  and  ends  by  the  members  of  the 
company  in  brief  snatches  between  rehearsals 
and  performances. 

Gloried  In  Trials. 

SLEEP  and  money  were  practically  un- 
known things.  The  uncertain  box  office 
receipts  often  provided  little  more  than 
was  sufficient  to  pay  the  bare  expenses,  and 
Nazimova  tells  of  many  times  when  the 
entire  company  went  hungry  for  days  at  a 
time.  But  Nazimova,  instead  of  being  daunted 
by  these  trials,  simply  gloried  in*  them.  She 
loved  the  uncertainty  of  it  all — there  was 
always  something  new,  some  opportunity, 
some  way  of  making  ends  meet,  which  was 
what  Nazimova  never  failed  to  profit  by. 

It  was  when  the  Russian  players,  of  which 
Nazimova  was  a  member,  decided  to  go  to 
America  that  Opportunity  opened  its  doors 
to  her.  She  was  seen  in  one  of  Ibsen's  plays, 
and  was  offered  an  opportunity  to  play  a  part 
in  a  big  Broadway  theatre. 

But  there  was  one  clause  in  the  agreement 
that  Nazimova  listened  to  with  dismay.  The 

part  was  in  English ;  but  for  a  moment  only 
did  Nazimova  frown,  the  next  moment  she 
smiled.  Could  they  give  her  a  little  time  in 
which  to  learn  the  language  V 

English  in  Six  Months. 

THE  manager  promised  her  six  months  ;  he 
could  give  her  no  longer.    The  little 
star  agreed,  and  the  contract  was  drawn 
iij),  and  she  actually  signed  the  agreement  to 

'  I  see  you 

realised  that  the 
words  she  must 
speak  might 
lose  a  little  of 
their  meaning 
by  her  impel  led 
pro  n  unciation, 
she  decided  to 
supply  the  de- 
ficiencies by 
means  of  ges- 

She  studied  the  appearance  of  Ibsen's  charac- 
ters.   For  the  part  of  Hcdda  Gabler,  she  ac- 
quired a  tall  personality  by  «    costume  of 
sweeping  lines  ;  for  the  child  wife,  Nora,  in 
"  A  Doll's  House,"  she  wore  scanty,  short 
gowns  that  made  her  seem  in  truth  a 
child.    All  this  was  excellent  prepara- 
tion for  the  cinema. 

For  as  one  critic  wrote.  "  No  one 
understands  a  word  these  Rus- 
sians are  talking  about,  but  thero 
is  one  language  that  is  universal — 
the  language  of  the  soul — and  the 
one-  who  spoke  that  best  waa 



If  you  want  to  write  her,  her 
address  is  : 


Metro  Studio, 


appear  in  Ibsen's  plays  in  English  in  six 
months'  time,  before  she  knew  a  word  of 

What  these  six  months  meant  to  Nazimova, 
she  alone   must   know,   and    because  she 

Her  Secret  of  Success. 

ER  first  appearance  brought 
her  a  triumph  that  has 
lasted  through  every  'play 
in  which  she  ha  .appeared,  and  it  is  the 
same  with  her  screen  plays.  Realism  is 
always  carried  to  the  highest  degree. 
But  her  success  has  been  won  by  un- 
united patience,  unlimited  endurance, 
and  unlimited  ambition,  which  has 
made  the  appearance  of  her  name  in  a 
theatre  the  signal  for  a  crowded  hoase. 

It  was  during  her  New  York  engage- 
ment in  "  Bella  Donna,"  in  1912,  that 
Mnie.  Nazimova  was  married  to  the 
man  who  had  been  her  leading  man  for 
many  seasons,   and  who  has   appeared  in 
many  of  her  screen  plays,  Charles  Bryant. 

A  Love  Match. 

IN  Nazimova's  pictures  there  is  a  conspicuous 
absence  of  love-making,  that  is  the  love- 
making  of  the  ordinary  "  garden  "  variety. 
But  in  real  life,  when  Nazimova  waves  away 
her  big,  blue  car  and  climbs  into  her  husband's 
two-seater,  to  drive  from  the  studio  to  their 
beautiful  home  in  the  Hollywood  Hills,  and  i) 
rewarded  by  an  adoring  glance  from  him,  we 
know  that  the  song  that  says  "  And  we'll 
weather  life  together  in  the  good,  old-fashioned 
way  "  applies  to  a  great  genius  equally  as  well 
as  to  you  and  me.  Our  friend,  the  critic, 
would  say  again,  "  There^is-  a  universal  lan- 
guage— of  the  soul — and  the  one  who  speaks  it 
best  is  Nazimova." 



Charlie  in  the  Balkans. 

A RECENT  paragraph  recording  tho 
views  of  Mr.  A.  J.  Xydias,  the 
Balkan  film  expert,  has  brought  the 
following  letter  from  a  reader.  My  corre- 
spondent "  C.  W.  T.,"  says :  "  I  was 
surprised  to  see  the  statement  that  '  to 
ihe  majority  o"f  picture-goers  in  the  Balkan 
states,  Charlie  Chaplin  is  unknown  ! ' 
Now  I  have  spent  five  years  in  the  Balkans 
and  Turkey  and  can  safely  say  that  Charlie 
is  a  '  great  draw,'  and  is  very  far  from 
heing  unknown,  especially  in  Macedonia. 
1  have  seen  on  more  than  one  occasion  a 
crowd  waiting  at  a  picture-house  hours 
before  the  show  commenced,  simply  be- 
cause the  posters  said  '  Charlot.'  I 
Mill  admit  that  the  majority  of  films  to  be 
seen  are  French  and  Italian,  but  I  will 
never  say  that  '  Charlie  '  is  unknown  in 
the  Balkans."  This  is  a  fine  testimonial 
to  the  comedian's  universal  popularity. 

"My  Most  Difficult  Scenes." 

SPEAKING  generally,  the  most  diffi- 
cult achievement,  and  therefore 
the  most  gratifying  success,  that 
falls  to  the  lot  of  the  producer  is  getting  tho 
artiste  to  realise  the  significance  of  the 
insignificant.  With  this  in  mind,  I  recall 
an  incident  in  a  recent  film  in  which  I  was 
endeavouring  to  portray  the  momentary 
i!i rill  experienced  by  a  man  and  a  woman 
v  ho,  meeting  accidentally,  suddenly  be- 

<  ome  aware  of  the  fact  that  each  is  the 

<  ownterpart  of  the  other.  I  wanted  to 
picture  this  graphically  by  way  of  a  per- 
fectly natural  incident  on  a  golf  course. 
The  man  is  just  about  to  strike  the  ball 

DALLAS  CAIRNS,  the  producer  of  a 
number  of  fine  British  films  which  will 
shortly  be  before  the  public. 

when  the  woman  comes  along  and  claims  it. 
"  I  think  that  is  my  ball,"  she  says,  and 
tho  man,  although  unconvinced,  hands  it 
over.  As  he  does  so,  thoir  hands  meet, 
»md  a  hinge  of  tho  story  depends  upon  tho 
looks  oxchanged — tho  "  business  "  be- 
tween tho  pair  which  is  to  express  magnetic 
attraction  that  each  has  for  the  other. 
According  to  the  story,  tho  man  wa* 
married  and  tho  woman  a  coquette,  and 
that  glanco  was  intended  to  leave  no  room 
for  doubt  as  to  tho  nature  of  tho  situation. 
Jn  order  to  secure  evon  a  closo  approach  to 

what  I  wanted,  I  had  to  "  take  "  nearly  a 
dozen  times.  The  difficulty  -is  to  get  your 
artist  to  "  feel  "  tho  psychology  of  the 
scene  to  be  enacted,  and  to  give  you,  in 
such  incidents  as  I  have  described,  the  one 
expression  that  will  convey  tho  producer's 
conception  of  the  part  of  the  story. 
Screen  acting,  in  reality  is  a  mental  process, 
and  the  successful  artist  merely  appears 
to  be  natural." 

Dallas  Caibns. 

The  Ape  as  Actor. 

MOST  picture-goers  are  familiar  with 
the  humorous  monkey  actor  of 
screen  comedies,  Now  an  announce- 
ment states  that  we  are  to  be  introduced 
to  an  ape  which  plays  a  strong  dramatic  part 
in  a  new  film,  called  "  The  Evolution  of 
Man."  The  "  monks'  "  mission  is  to 
prove  that  Darwin  was  correct.  If  this 
sort  of  thing  continues,  we  shall  no  doubt 
shortly  have  ape  actors  in  hero  parts,  then 
what  will  become  of  our  handsome  leading' 
men  1 

The  Love  of  the  Strong. 

"IT  is  poignantly  human  for  us  mortals  to 
I  express  a  preference  for  the  thines  we 
can  do  best,"  remarked  William 
Farnum  recently.  "  Possibly  the  trend 
is  reversed,  and  we  do  best  those  things 
for  which  we  harbour  a  strong  natural 
predilection."  At  any  rate,  this  popular 
artiste  sets  it  down  as  a  fact  that  he 
never  feels  so  thoroughly  in  his  element, 
and  so  attuned  to  life  and  art  as  when 
interpreting  the  character  of  a  strong 
man — "strong"  in  the  best  sense  of  the 
word,  a  welding  of  physical  prowess  and 
spiritual  power.  Given  a  part  that  con- 
tains both  elements,  and  he  is  in  the  happy 
hunting  ground  of  the  artiste. 

Lessons  We  Learn  From  the 


Most  people  want  what  they  want 
till  they  get  it,  and  then  they  don't  want 

*  »  » 

The  young  lady  with  a  bank  account 
needs  no  make-up  box. 

*  »  » 
A  good  dinner  and  a  pretty  woman  are 

the  two  things  in  life  a  man  tires  of 

*  •  » 

It  is  useless  to  try  to  drown  sorrows 
in  wine — they  are  all  expert  swimmers. 
»  *  * 

When  the  dark  hour  comes  men  drink 
whisky,  and  women  drink  tea. 

This  Week's  Best  Films. 

THE  following  is  a  list  of  the  best 
photo-plays  which  are   being  re- 
leased    for     exhibition     at  the 
cinemas    during    this    weok,    and  the 
names  of  the  star  artistes: 

Jury  "The  House  of  In  trigue. ' ' 

Peggy  May. 

Vitagraph  "In  Honour's  Web." 

Harry  Morey. 

F.L.F.S.  "  Love  Insurance." 

Bryant  Washburn. 
W.  <C-  F.    ..     ..    "  The  Poor  Rich  Man." 
Francis  Bushman  &  Beverley  Bayne. 

Kew  Bio  "A  Woman's  Law." 

Olive  Tell. 
Gaumont    .."The  Garden  of  Poisoned 


Madeleine  Seve. 
Gaumont    . .     . .      "  The  Silver  Lining." 

Bomb.  Billy  Wells. 
Walturdaw  "  The  Rivor's  End." 

Marjorfe  Daw. 
ld"al  "  Wuthering  Heights." 

Milton  Ros.mer. 

.  ;.—„"»;  ^  MARSHALL  NEILAN,  Sen.  and  Jan.,  have  a  ride  on  the  little 
:::r.-.:  boy's  tricycle.    "  Daddie  "  does  not  look  as  if  he  ii  enjoying  it 
jVV^' very  much.    Above  :  yon  see  PAT  O'MALLEY  playins  with  kiddici 
wbo  are  in  the  cast  ol  "  Dinty,"  a  new  Neilan  photo-play. 

Pkti  he  Show  Aht  Si  tim.kmkst.  October  30<A.  1920 


30<//,  1920. 




EVERY  picturegocr  admires  the  wonderful  "kiddies' 
who  entertain  us  on  the  films.  Probably  many 
children  envy  them,  thinking  that  acting  for  the 
films  must  be  all  play  ;  but  if  they  could  spend  a  little 
while  in  a  cinema  studio,  they  would  realise  that  the 
"  kinema  kiddies  "  work  very  hard  indeed.  Often  the  same 
8ccnc-has  to  he  enacted  over  and  over  again,  before  it 
pleases  the  producer,  and  this  is  very  tiring  and  monotonous. 

They  certainly  deserve  their  playtime,  and  once  they 
commence  their  games  they  have  a  real  rollicking  time, 
for  it  is  the  children  who  know  how  to  work  well  that  know 
also  how  to  "  play  "  in  t  he  real  sense  of  the  word. 



PAT  O'MALLEY  keeps  himself  in  trim  by  using 
.  .  two  "kiddies  "  as  dumb-bells.  In  the  picture  above,  you 

-J3  see  MARSHALL  NEILAN,  JUN.,  taking  his  revenge  on  _  *V— 

WESLEY  BARRY  lor  winning  one  of  their  games.  v«mm 

"  MOW,"   I   asked,  toying  delicately 

ff    with  my  chicken  croquette,  dex 
one  set  about  becoming  a  success- 
ful scenario  writer  i  " 

And  then  I  blushed,  for  as  that  celebra- 
ted cinematic  combination,  John  Emerson 
and  Anita  Loos,  said  themselves,  they 
are- asked  that  question  at  least  nine  times 
a  day.  Yet  it  is  a  question  upon  which 
t  ho  moss  never  grows  ;  second  in  interest 
and  popularity  only  to  that  classic  query  : 
"  How  does  one  become  a  movie  star  i 
And  my  duty  to  readers  of  the  PlCTOBE 
Show  had  to  be  done.  Therefore,  1 
remained  adamant. 

John  Emerson  laughed  good  temperedly, 
or  rather,  ho  gave  one  of  those  chuckles 
which  show  a  man  is  thoroughly  enjoying 
the  humour  of  the  moment.  Anita  Loos, 
hitherto  most  animated,  smiled  wanly, 
and  leaning  back  in  her  chair,  dreamily 
intimated  that  she  was  going  to  let  her 
husband  do  the  talking.  A  woman, 
she  said,  who  had  just  been  to  Paris 
purchasing  the  number  of  frocks  she 
hod  couldn't  be  expected  to  concentrate 
on  business. 

"  Bought  Paquin  up,"  interposed  her 
spouse  fondly,  gazing  with  pride  upon  the 
miniature  brunette  beside  him. 

A  Ticklish  Question. 

HOW,"  I  began  again,  sternly  closing 
my  ears  to  the  alluring  strains  of 
the  Savoy  orchestra. 
"  How  does  one  become   a  successful 
stage  dramatist  ?  "   returned   tall  John, 
with  a  smile. 

"  Duimo,"  I  replied  weakly  and  collo- 
quially. "Partly,  I  suppose,  by  studying 
the  technicalities  of  the  stage,  fore  and 
aft — I  mean  before  and  behind  the 

"  Exactly,"  was  the  rejoinder.    "  One 
does  not  sit  down  to  write  a  stage  pin 
without  seme  working  knowledge  of  tho 
stage  itself,  or  a  pretty  good  idea  of  what 
is  acceptable  and  suitable  for  presenta- 
tion upon  it. 

"  I  remember  that  when  I  left  the 
stage,  where  I  had  been  both  actor  and 
director,  for  the  motion  picture  field, 
and  decided  to  become  a  film  director, 
I  went  to  D.  W.  Griffith. 

"  '  What  do  you  know  about  picture- 
making  ? '  he  asked. 

"  '  I    don't    know   a    tiling ! '  I 
promptly  replied. 

"  '  Then,'  said  the  great  one,  "  I 
guess  you're  the  man  I  want.  I 
thought,  perhaps,  you  were  one  of 
those  fellows  who  know  everything. 
What's  your  idea  of  a  salary  ?  ' 

"  '  I  don't  want  a  nickel  till  I  know 
my  business,'  I  told  Griffith.    '  All  I  - 
want  is  to  have  a  thorough  look  round.- 

"  Griffith,  however,  insisted  on  my 
receiving  the  salary  to  winch  I  had 
been  accustomed. 

"  '  Well,'  I  said,  '  that's  your  affair. 
But  during  my  time  of  voluntary  proba 
tion  I  did  nothing  but  investigate  all  Ih 
branches  of  picture-making,  so  that  when 
came  to  take  up  the  megaphone  in  earnest, 
I  really  knew  the  ins-and-outs  of  my 
business.  And  now  that  I  am  concen- 
trating— in  collaboration  with  my  wife, 
of  course — upon  the  scripts  and  the 
cutting  of  our  pictures,  in  addition  to 
casting  them,  and  supervising  their 
direction,  I  find  the  all-round  knowledge  I 
first  acquired  is  standing  me  in  godQ  stead. 

First  Class  Advice. 

MY  advice,  then,  to  would-be  seen- 
ario  writers,  or  indeed  to  anyone 
who  seeks  to  shine  in  any  other 
branch  of  film  work,  is  this  :  Seize  any 
opportunity  for  studying  film  conditions 
first-hand  which  presents  itself,  however 
humble  the  job  or  small  the  salary,  for 
thus  you  will  gain  sound  practical  know- 
ledge, above  all  price,  which  inevitably 

will  N  ad  to  better  fchinCB  -if  you  have  tho 
material  for  Better  things  within  you  ! 

I'liloituiiatelv,  the  war  and  various  con- 
dition^, have  s<>  retarded  tho  progress  of 
the  British  picture  that  it  is  no  exaggera- 
tion to  say  that,  generally  speaking,  the  ' 
Industry  over  bete  [is  ten  years  behind  the 
t  inn's  ;  but  there  are  signs  hero  and  there 
which  indicate  that  steps  are  being  taken 
in  the  right  direction,  and  it  will  not  be  s=o 
long  before  the  scenario  writer  and  others 
come  into  their  film  kingdom  in  England. 

Delayed  Releases. 

MUCH  can  bo  learned,  too,  from  a 
careful  study  of  the  films  them- 
selves, though  here,  again,  you 
are  at  a  disadvantage." 

"  Gracious  !  "  broke  in  Anita,  suddenly 
aroused  to  action.  "  John  and  I  have  not 
seen  a  new  American  picture  over  here 
since  we  arrived  !  New  to  you,  of  course, 
but  three  or  four  years  old  in  tho  States, 
with  technique,  etc.,  correspondingly 
behind  the  times  !  " 

"  The  late  release  of  pictures  here  is,  of 
course,  a  serious  problem,"  1  admitted. 

"  What  you  need  so  urgently  are  more 
and  more  picture  theatres,"  put  in  Mr. 
Emerson.  That  would  solve  the  pro- 
blem considerably.  But,  in  any  case,  I 
think  every  facility  should  be  given  to 
serious  students  of  screen  drama  to  view 
films  as  soon  after  completion  as  possible, 
in  order  that  the  knowdedge  gained  should 
be  thoroughly  up-to-date." 

'  Another  thing  which  the  scenario 
writer  should  study  carefully,"  added 
Miss  Loos,  "  is  his  market.  Failure  to  do 
1 1 1 is  is  responsible  for  half  the  journalistic 
disappointments,   both  in   filmland  and 


out  of  it.  When  you  write  your  story, 
bear  in  mind  some  specific  actress  or 
theatrical  type  for  whom  it  is  most  suited, 
and  then  send  it  to  the  quarter  where  ic 
will  be  most  appreciated.  You'll  save 
yourself  a  lot  of  time  and  disappointment, 
and  even  if  your  scenarios  come  back  at 
first,'  you  will  have  taken  a  sure  step  in 
the  direction  of  success." 

Miss  Loos,  it  may  be  added,  in,  con- 
clusion, has  written  successful  screen 
plays  herself  since  the  tender  age  of  six- 
teen, when  John  Barrymore  played  in  her 
first  story,  "  The  New  York  Hat  !  " 

May  Hebschel  Clabke. 


Picture  Show,  October  30?//,  1920. 

A  SPLENDID  SHORT  STORY  OF  REVENGE  AND  LOVE.        (Special  to  the  "Picture  Show  ") 

3Ce  MAN  WHO 



as  Seth. 

S  the 
loca  I 
neared  the 
little  fishing 
village    o  f 
Torsea,  on 
the  Devon- 
shire coast,  two 
men,  wearing  the 
R.N.R.  uniform, 
began  to  lookout 
the  of  window  of 
the  carriage. 

They  were  both  young.  The  elder  of  the  two  was 
Jim  HaUibar,  skipper  of  one  of  H.M.S.  minesweepers. 

He  was  a  thick-set  man.  about  medium  height, 
v  ith  a  strong  but  rather  sullen  face. 

The  other  was  a  lithe,  well-set-up  man,  about 
twenty-two,  fair-haired  and  decidedly  handsome. 

His  name  was  Seth  Maiden,  and  he  had  served 
as  first  mate  to  Jim  Hallibar  on  the  minesweeper, 
which  they  had  left  at  the  bottom  of  the  North  Sea. 

Both  had  been  picked  up.  and  they  were  now  on 
leave  while  the  Admiralty  found  them  another  ship. 

They  had  been  friends  from  boyhood,  and  the 
only  thing  that  had  ever  come  between  them  was 
pretty  Mona  Jennifer,  whom  they  had  left  in  the 
\iilage,  wresting  a  living  from  the  sea  in  competition 
with  the  fishermen  of  Torsea  to  keep  an  invalid  father 
who  at  one  time  had  owned  a  fleet  of  fishing  boats. 

Jt  was  of  Mona  that  both  men  were  thinking  now, 
but  neither  expressed  his  thoughts. 

Each  felt,  as  they  neared  the  station,  that  the 
day  would  surely  come  when  Mona  would  have  to 
choose  between  them,  and  in  each  man's  heart  was 
the  disturbing  thought  that  when  that  day  came 
their  life-long  friendship  would  be  severed. 

Seth  Maiden  broke  the  silence  that  had  marked 
the  last  stage  of  the  journey  by  going  to  the  rack 
and  getting  down  their  luggage,  with  the  remark  : 

"  Here  we  are,  Jim.  You  get  outside,  and  I'll 
throw  the  bags  to  you." 

The  train  pulled  up  as  he.  spoke,  and,  having 
arranged  with  a  porter  to  take  their  luggage  to 
the  cabin  they  had  always  shared  when  ashore, 
both  men  strolled  down  to  the  beach. 

The  fishing  boats  were  just  coming  in,  and  as 
they  neared  the  little  jetty  they  noticed  a  commotion 
around  a  boat  in  the  stern  of  which  stood  a  strikingly 
pretty  girl.  Blue-eyed,  with  a  wealth  of  hair  the 
colour  of  ripe  corn,  and  a  gloriously  youthful  figure, 
the  outlines  of  which  showed  through  the  rough 
fisherman's  jersey  that  she  wore. 

She  was  gazing  with  an  Amused  smile  at  two  men 
who  were  quarrelling  as  to  who  should  unload  her  boat. 

"  Tarpaulin  Jack  and  Salty  l'elton,"  said  Seth. 
"  We'd  better  get  down." 

Before  they  reached  the  beach  the  quarrel  between 
the  two  men  had  developed  into  a  light.  The  two 
minesweepers  took  no  notice,  but  went,  straight 
up  to  Mona,  who  welcomed  them  with  a  clad  smile. 

After  they  had  exchanged  greetings,  Seth  and  Jim 
began  to  unload  Mona's  boat,  and  just  as  they  had 
finished  the  fight  ended  in  a  victory  for  Tarpaulin  Jack. 

He  came  running  to  the  boat  to  get  his  reward  by 
unloading  it  for  Mona,  but  when  he  saw  the  task 
had  already  been  accomplished  by  Jim  and  Seth, 
lie  turned  on  the  latter  in  a  raging  temper. 

Seth  stepped  up  to  him  with  a  quiet  smile,  but 
before  he  could  say  anything,  Jim  pushed  him 
on  one  side. 

Hallibar's  face  was  black  with  rage.  One  of  his 
worst  faults  had  always  been  an  uncontrollable 
temper,  and  it  had  got  complete  possession  of  him 

"  You  clear  out,  or  I'll  smash  you  1  "  he  shouted 
to  Tarpaulin. 

The  fisherman  stepped  back  Involuntarily  as 
Hallibar  advanced  towards  him,  his  huge  fists 
clenched  and  his  aggressive  jaw  stuck  out.  But  a 
jeering  laugh  from  the  fishermen  who  had  gathered 
round  told  him  he  would  have  to  fight. 

Ever  since  Seth  and  Jim  had  gone  minesweeping. 
Tarpaulin  Jack  had  been  the  bully  of  the  village, 
and,  to"  give  him  credit,  he  was  no  coward.  He  saw 
now  that  if  he  wished  to  maintain  a  semblance  of 
the  reputation  he  had  made  for  himself,  he  must 
accept  Hallibar's  challenge. 

Wasting  no  time  in  words,  he  struck  out  at  Hallibar. 
The  latter  did  not  even  attempt  to  dodge  the  blow, 
but  took  it  on  his  neck  as  he  closed  with  his  opponent. 
The  fight— if  fight  it.  could  be  called —lasted  but 
a  few  minutes.  Against  Hallibar's  tremendous 
strength,  Tarpaulin  had  nothing  to  pit  except  a 
strength  much  inferior;  for  he  had  no  science  in 
wrestling  or  boxing. 

Having  battered  his  man  into  a  state  of  semi- 
insensibility,  Hallibar  dragged  him  by  sheer 
strength  into  the  water  and  thrust  his  head  under 
the  surf.  His  blind  rage  had  completely  got  the 
better  of  him,  and  he  meant  to  kill  the  man  who 
had  defied  him.  He  would  undoubtedly  have  done 
so  had  not  Seth,  obeying  Mona's  frightened  call  of 
*'  Stop  it,  Seth  1  Jim  will  kill  him  !  "  rushed  up 
and  pulled  Jim  off. 

He  succeeded  in  doing  this,  but  as  soon  as  he 
was  on  the  beach.  Jim  rushed  at  Salty  and  knocked 
him  down.  Then,  catching  hold  of  Tarpaulin  in 
one  hand  and  Salty  in  the  other,  he  shouted,  like 
a  madman  : 

"You  two  big  hulkers  quarrelled  as  to  which 
of  you  should  carry  up  Miss  Mona's  catch,  and  you'll 
earry  it hctween  you,  or  I'll  give  you  another  lesson  !  " 

Banging  their  heads  together,  he  released  them, 
and  the  two  vanquished  rivals  meekly  picked  up 
the  catch  and  proceeded  to  take  it  to  Mona's  cottage. 

Hallibar  loaded  himself  with  the  nets,  and  then 
looked  up  to  sec  where  Mona  was.  To  his  chagrin, 
he  saw  she  was  walking  away  on  the  arm  of  Seth 

A  suppressed  chuckle  from  some  of  the  fishermen 
did  not  improve  Jim's  temper,  but  though  he  wheeled 
quickly,  he  could  not  catch  the  one  who.  was  laughing 
at  his  discomfiture. 

From  the  moment  that  Jim  Hallibar  saw  Mona 
Jennifer  walking  off  on  the  arm  of  Seth  Maiden, 
Hallibar's  jealousy  completely  swamped  his  life- 
long friendship  for  his  chum. 

He  could  see  that  Mona  preferred  Seth,  but  he 
was  not  sportsman  enough  to  accept  his  defeat. 

Instead,  he  spent  his  days  planning  how  he  could 
get  the  better  of  his  rival  by  any  means— underhand, 
if  necessary — and  marry  Mona. 

The  Challenge. 

THE  annual  athletic  tournament  put  an  idea  into 
his  head.  By  virtue  of  his  great  strength, 
HaUibar  was  regarded  as  the  champion  wrestler 
of  the  village,  and  when  he  learned  that  Seth  had 
entered  for  the  competition,  he  went  up  to  the 
organiser  and  issued  a  challenge  to  meet  tlic  winner, 
feeling  certain  it  would  be  Seth.  In  this  way,  he 
took  an  unfair  advantage  of  his  one-time  chum  : 
for  Seth  woidd  have  to  take  a  lot  out  of  himself 
wrestling  his  way  to  the  final,  whereas  he — Jim — 
would  be  quite  iresh  when  he  was  called  upon  to 
meet  him. 

Ever  since  the  incident  on  the  beach,  thctwo  men 
had  continued  to  share  the  same  cabin,  and  to  all 
intents,  Hallibar  was  the  same  as  he  always  had  been. 

Seth,  one  of  the  most  open  of  men,  never  suspected 
that  Jim  was  working  against  him  in  an  under- 
hand way. 

s  He  knew  Jim  was  his  rival,  but.  he  thought  that 
when  it  came  to  the  question  as  to  who  was  to  win 
Mona,  the  girl  herself  would  decide,  and  that  if  Jim 
lost  her,  he  would  take  his  defeat  as  he  himself 
would  do.  Therefore,  he  was  more  than  surprised 
when  one  night,  just  before  the  tournament,  Jim 
came  to  him  with  a  proposition  that  jf  they  met 
in  the  wrestling  match,  it  should  decide  who  should 
have  the  privilege  of  proposing  to  Mona.  Jim's 
proposition  was  that  the  man  who  lost  should 
relinquish  his  claim  and  give  the  other  an  open  field. 

The  proposition  did  not  strike  Seth  as  being  at 
all  satisfactory. 

"  I  don't  think  Mona  would  care  to  kuow  about 
this  sort  of  arrangement,  Jim,"  he  said.  "  I  am 
quite  aware  that  you  love  her,  and  that  you  wish 
to  win  her  as  much  as  I  do :  but  do  you  think  it  is 
fair  that  the  matter  should  be  decided  in  a  wrestling 
match  between  us  ?  Why  not  let  Mona  choose 
between  us  ?  I  give  you  my  word  that  If  she  accepts 
you,  1  will  be  the  first  man  to  congratulate  you, 
and  I  should  expect  you  to  do  the  same  ifjl  happened 
to  be  the  lucky  one." 

"  You  mean  to  say  you're  afraid  ? "  6ncercd 

Seth's  jaw  snapped  and  his  eyes  lighted  Up 
dangerously,  but  he  kept  his  temper. 

Nobody  knows  better  than  you,  Jim  Hallibar, 
that  that  is  a  lie."  he  said  quietly. 

"As  you  will.  1  accept  your  challenge,  with  the. 
resaf&non  that  neither  the  winner  nor  the  loser 
ever  tells  Mona  the  real  reason  of  the  match.'*' 

"  That's  a  bet."  said  Jim,  holding  out  his  hand. 

Jim  shook  ami  then  went  out  for  a  walk  along 
the  beach. 



The  Day  of  the  Tournament. 

HE  day  of  the  tournament  came  round,  and 
Seth  easily  wrestled  his  way  to  the  final. 
He  won  this,  but  he  had   a  pretty  tough 

s f  rug_ 
Then  the 

0  r  d  e  red 

an  interval,  so  that 
Seth  should  have 
time  to  recover 
from  his  exertions. 

As  Seth  was  walking 
away  to  rest,  Gilks,  the 
village  organist,  who  had  charge  of  the  sports,  told 
him  that  Admiral  Ralston  wished  to  speak  to  him. 
Seth  looked  up  and  saw  the  admiral  smiling  at  him. 
By  his  side  was  a  remarkably  pretty  girl,  and,  aftci 
the  admiral  had  congratulated  him  on  winning  the 
competition,  he  introduced  Seth  to  the  girl  as  his 
niece,  Violet  Selwyn. 

"  You're  one  of  the  principals  in  the  great  event 
of  the  day,  I  understand,"  said  Miss  Selwyn  to 

■'  Yon  mean  my  match  with  my  chum,  Jim 
Hallibar  ?  "  said  Seth.  "  Oh,  it's  purely  a  friendly 
bout  1  Jim  is  the  local  champion,  you  know,  and 
he  offered  to  wrestle  the  winner  of  the  competition. 

1  don't  suppose  I  shall  have  much  of  a  chance, "out  I 
mean  to  try  all  1  know." 

'  "  And  I  feel  certain  you  will  win,"  said  Miss 
Selwyn,  smiling  at  the  handsome  sailor. 

Seth  thanked  her,  and,  as  he  turned  away,  he 
caught  sight  otMona.  The.  girl's  face  was  contracted 
into  an  ugly  frown,  and  he  could  see  she  was  jealous. 

He  was  about  to  go  to  her,  when  the  referee  called 
him  and  Jim  Hallibar  to  explain  the  conditions  of 
the  match,  and  Seth  had  no  opportunity  of  speaking' 
to  Mona  before  the  contest. 

When  the  two  men  faced  each  other,  it  was  plain 
to  be  seen  that  alt  the  natural  advantages  rested 
with  Jim  Hallibar.  He  was  bigger  and  stronger,  but 
the  first  minute's  wrestling  showed  that  Seth  was 
the  cleverer.  Time  after  time,  he  wriggled  out  of 
the  holds  Jim  put  on  him,  but  at  last  Jim  got  a  vice- 
like  grip  which  could  not  be  shaken  olf,  and  he 
threw  Seth  heavily,  winning  the  first  fall. 

During  the  interval.  Seth  went  straight  to  Mona, 
Now  that  the  man  she  loved  was  in  danger  of  defeat. 
Mona  forgot  her  jealousy  of  Miss  Selwyn. 

"  I  do  hope  you  win,  Seth  I  "  she  said  ;  and  her 
eves  told  mere  than  the  spoken  wish. 

"  I  mean  to  have  a  good  try,-"  said  Seth  modestly. 
"  If  I  can  get  the  next  fall,  1  think  1  shall  have  a 

The  second  bout  provided  one  of  the  toughest 
struggles  ever  seen  in  Torsea.  Time  and  time  again 
it  looked  as  if  Seth  must  be  thrown,  but  his  cleverness 
was  more  than  a  match  for  Jim's  superior  strength  : 
and,  amid  tremendous  excitement,  Seth  at  last 
got  a  leg  and  arm  hold,  and  put  Jim  flat  on  his  back. 

The  last  bout  was  even  more  exciting.  Jim's 
strength  was  now  on  the  wane,  and  Seth  did  as 
much  attacking  as  his  heavier  rival. 

Once  Jim  caught  Seth  by  the  waist,  and,  exerting 
all  his  strength,  whirled  him  round  and  round  as 
though  he  had  been  an  infant,  ending  up  by  throwing 
him  heavilv.  But  Seth  was  on  his  feet  like  I  cat, 
and,  rushing  in  before  Jim  could  collect  himself, 
he  again  attacked.  Jim  got  another  terrible  hold, 
but  once  again  Seth  wriggled  clear,  and,  again 
rushing  in,  he  put  Jim  to  the  ground  with  a  swinging 
hip  throw,  and.  pouncing  on  him  before  he  could 
recover,  he  put  him  on  his  back  and  won  the  match 

Hie  cheers  that  greeted  the  result  showed  that 
Seth's  victory  was  very  popular,  but  Jim  took  his 
defeat  with  very  bad  grace,  and  it  was  only  with 
great  reluctance  that  he  shook  hands  with  his  con- 

Seth  was  rushing  towards  Mona.  when  the  admiral 
called  him,  and  insisted  that  he  should  come  to  tci 
with  him  and  his  niece.  Beth  would  much  sooner 
have  gone  to  tea  with  Mona,  but  he  did  not  care  to 
offend  the  admiral  •  so,  thinking  Mona  would  under- 
stand, he  accepted  the  invitation. 

A  Lover's  Quarrel. 

THAT  was  the  beginning  of  [an  estrangement 
between  the  lovers.     Mona  began  to  avoid 
Seth,  and  was  invariably  cool  w  hen  he  came 
to  her  father's  cottage.  i  * 

Matters  went  on  in  this  fashion  till  the  admiral 
got  Seth  an  appointment  as  chief  officer  on  n  trans- 
port bound  for  Salonlca.  Both  got  the  admiral's 
letter  offering  him  the  berth  and  orderiug  him  to  co 
by  the  early  morning  train  to  London  to  join  the 
ship.  There  was  barely  time  for  him  to  pack  his 
kit  and  catch  the  train.  He  would  not  bo  able  to  Me 
Mona  to  say  good-bye,  nnd  In  his  dilemma  he  asked 
Jim  to  lake  a  note  to  the  girl  in  which  he  explained 
(Continued  in  page  18.) 

J'iclure  Show,  October  30f/i,  1920. 



TKe  Star  witk  the  Compelling  Kyes  WKich 
Have     Conquered      Many      ^A^ild  Animals. 

IT  soems  very  strange  to  talk  of  Tom  Santsehi 
as  A  "  vetoran  "  when  ho  is  still  in  vigorous 
young  manhood,  and  yet  ho  is  a  "  veteran  " 
where  films  aro  concerned,  for  ho  commenced  his 
motion  picturo  career  in  1906  when  they  were 
very  much  in  their  infancy. 

Like  many  other  film  actors,  Santsehi  acted 
on  the  legitimate  stage  before  he  felt  the  call  of 
tho  '-'  Silver  Screen."  v 

Exciting  Adventures  with  Wild  Animals. 

HIS  first  engagement  was  with  the  Selig  Film 
Company  and  ho  had  many  exciting 
adventures  in  those  days. 
He  had  a  wonderful  power  over  wild  animals 
and  he  handled  as  many  as  twenty-two  ferocious 
beasts  at  ono  time.  He  acted  with  Kathlyn 
Williams,  and  they  had  two  very  narrow  escapes 
from  death,  but  he  brought  Miss  Williams 
and  himself  quite  safely  through  very  many 
adventurous  stunts. 

Asked  if  he  would  like  to  go 
hack  to  this  type  of  film,  Tom 
Santsehi  replied  :  "  Tho  fact  is,  1 
have  not  the  courage  to  do  that. 
I  have  not  been  with  animals  for 
four    years.      One     must  woii 

with  them  day  after  day,  bo  very  alert  and 
quick-muscled.  If  I  would  return  now,  they'll 
probably  make  short  work  of  me." 

Films  in  Which  You  May  Have 
Seen  Him. 

HE  appeared  in  Goldwyn  pictures  with 
Geraldino  Farrar,  two  of  which  were 
"  Shadows  "  and  "  Tho  Stronger  Vow  "  ; 
and  ho  was  tho  featured  player  in  the  GoUUvvn 
version  of  Rex  Reach's  "  Tho  North  Wind's 
Malice."  Other  photo-plays  in  which  he  has 
appeared  are  "  Hugon  the  Might  v,"  a  Universal 
film,  and  'The  Garden  of  Allah,"  "The  Still 
Alarm,"  "The  City  of  Purple  Dreams,"  "Tho 
Crisis,"  "Little  Orphant  Annie,"  "Hugon  the 
Mighty,'  and  "Her  Kingdom  of  Dreams." 

'lom's  part  in  the  latter  film  called  for 
great  versatility.  First  he  is  bearded,  dirty 
and  unkempt,  and  later  he  is  well  groomed  and 

Tom  Signs  Up  With  Pathe. 

SANTSCHI  is  to  appear  for  I'atho  in  a  series 
of  fifteen  two-reclors  of  tho  Western  type, 
the  lirst  of  which  is  to  bo  "  Beyond  thr> 
Trail."  This  is  a  fine  film,  and  gives  Tom  play 
for  strength  of  character  as  well  as  muscle.  It 
is  a  story  of  strong  filial  affection,  tendernes-), 
and  dawning  love. 

There  is  no  film  player  more  capable  of  acting 
Western  rolos  than  Tom  Santsehi.  Ho  has  been 
featured  in-  so  many  characterizations  that 
require  great  strength  and  ability,  and  he  set 
a  standard  for  strong-man  roles  in  Rex  Reach's" 
''  The  Spoilers,"  in  which  he  had  a  great  fight 
with  William  Famum. 

His  Forceful  Eyes. 

HE  is  a  fine  specimen  of  manhood,  standing 
two  inches  over  six  feet.  He  has  thick, 
wavy  hair  and  blue  eyes  that  lookout  fear 
lessly  upon  the  world,  and  civc  one  tho 
impression  of  quiet  force — tho  eyes  of 
a  man  who  has  trained  many  wild 
and  ferocious  beasts. 
.  He  was  born  in  Lucerne,  Switzer- 
land, but  while  still  very  young  went 
to  America. 

Tom  Santsehi  is  fond  oi  motoring,  and  likes  to  do  bis  own  repairs. 

Tom  Santsehi  and  Geraldine  Farrar  in  a  thrilling  scene  in  "  Shadows." 

18  Picture  S.'iou;  October  I0(!i,  1920. 

"The  Man  Who  Forgot.' 

{Continued  from 
page  16.) 

the  circumstances  of  his  hurried  departure.  In 
t liis  letter  he  asked  Mona  to  wait  for  him  till  he 
returned  from  Salonica. 

Jim  Hallibar  never  delivered  that  note.  But  he 
did  show  Mona  a  snapshot  Seth  had  sent  him.  It 
had  been  taken  by  an  officer  on  the  transport  and 
showed  Seth  standing  by  the  side  of  Viola  Selwyn. 

Mona  Jennifer  was  very  proud.  She  could  not 
understand  why.  if  Seth  Maiden  loved  her  as  he 
professed,  he  had  left  her  without  savins;  good-bye 
or  even  leaving  a  note.  And  when  she  saw  the  snap- 
shot the  fears  that  had  been  gnawing  at  her  heart 
ever  since  the  day  Seth  went  to  tea  with  the  admiral's 
niece  took  definite  shape.  Seth  had  deserted  her 
lor  Sriola  Selwyn. 

Then  her  pride  turned  the  love  she  had  had  for 
Seth  Maiden  into  hate.  She  did  not  wish  to  see  hitu 
or  hear  of  him  acrain. 

Had  she  but  known  it.  while  she  was  casting  Seth 
Maiden  out  of  her  heart,  he  was  lying  delirious  in 
l.ospital  in  Salonica.  so  ill  that  for  weeks  he  hovered 
on  the  brink  of  death. 

But  knowing  nothing  of  these  things  Mona  felt 
she  had  been  cruelly  treated,  and  while  she  was  in 
that  state  of  mind  she  found  some  consolation  for 
her  wounded  pride  in  the  protestations  of  love  that 
Jim  Hallibar  was  for  ever  pouring  into  her  ears.  In 
the  end  she  married  htm. 

As  she  stood  at  the  altar  of  the  little  church  Mona 
realised  that  there  was  no  love  in  her  heart  for  Jim 
like  the  love  she  would  have  given  to  Seth,  but  the 
thought  only  made  her  more  determined  to  do  her 
duty  by  the  man  she  had  married. 

In  the  mpntlis  that  followed,  Mona,  though  not 
really  happy,  found  a  quiet  content,  and  it  was  quite 
possible  that  content  might  have  gradually  merged 
i:ito  happiness  as  the  years  went  by.  But  one  dav 
Admiral  Balston  returned  to  the  village,  and  he 
stopped  her. 

"  Well,  and  how  arc  you.  and  how  is  my  young 
friend,  Seth  Maiden  ?  "  said  Admiral  Ilalston. 

"  I  should  have  thought  that  you  would  have 
known  how  Mr.  Maiden  is.  as  by  this  time  he  must 
be  married  to  your  niece,"  replied  Mona  eoldlv. 

"Married  to  my  niece  ?  "  exclaimed  the  admiral. 
"  Goodness  gracious,  girl !    What  do  you  mean  ? 

My  niece  is  married  to  an  officer  in  the  Navy.  She 
was  engaged  to  him  when  we  were  down  here  before." 

Mona  felt  an  icy  dread  stealing  round  her  heart. 
Something  told  her  that  Jim  had  deceived  her,  and 
when  the  admiral  had  explained  the  snapshot  and 
other  things  and  assured  her  that  Viola  Selwyn  had 
merely  taken  a  friendly  interest  in  Seth,  she  knew 
that  her  happiness  had  been  filched  from  her  by 
a  lie.  -  ~ 

In  a  furious  passion  she  went  to  her  cottage  and 
taxed  Jim  with  his  deceit.  He  could  not  deny  it, 
but  he  pleaded  that  it  was  because  of  the  great  love 
he  had  for  her  that  he  had  deceived  her. 

"  I  felt  that  I  couldn't  live  without  you,  Mona," 
he  said  simply. 

Well,  you'll  have  to  live  without  me  from  now 
and  to  the  end  of  time,"  replied  Mona,  her  voice 
rising  and  her  cheeks  aflame.  "  Do  you  think  I 
could  live  with  a  man  who  had  won  me  by  a  lie  ? 
A  man  that  betrayed  his  chum  ?  " 

The  contempt  in  her  voice  aroused  all  that  was 
evil  in  Jim  Hallibar's  nature.  With  a  smothered 
cry  he  sprang  towards  her,  but  Mona  whipped  up 
a  knife  that  was  lying  on  the  table. 

"  If  you  attempt  to  touch  me.  Jim  Hallibar.  I 
will  kill  you  I "  she  said  quietly.  "  I'm  going 
straight  back  to  my  father,  and  I  never  wish  to  see 
you  again  !  "  —  . 

Without  a  word  Hallibar  slonk  out  of  the  cottage. 
A  few  days  later  he  joined  a  mine-sweeper  and  on 
her  first  voyage  she  was  sunk  by  a  German  "  I'  " 
boat,  and  the  Admiralty  report  was  -that  all  hands 
were  either  killed  or  drowned. 

Seth  Comes  Back. 

MOXA  lived  on  with  her  father  and  once  more 
took  out  his  fishing  boat  to  wrest  a  living 
from  the  sea.  But  once  again  the  calm 
current  of  her  life  was  disturbed.  This  time,  by  the 
arrival  of  Seth  Maiden,  back  from  Salonica  and 
invalided  out  of  the  service.  Mona  felt  that  in 
justice  to  Seth  she  must  tell  him  how  she  had  come 
to  marry  Jim  Hallibar.  and  when  Seth  had  heard 
all,  and  told  Mona  of  Jim's  treachery  in  not  deliver- 
ing his  letter,  he  took  the  girl  in  his  arms. 

"  The  best  tiling  we  can  do,  Mona,  is  to  forget 
the  past.  Jim  is  dead  and  we  ought  to  try  to  for- 
give him.  Let  us  take  up  our  life  again  just  as  it 
was  before  there  came  this  terrible  misunderstanding." 

And  Slona.  crying  softly  on  his  shoulder,  knew 
that  happiness  had  come  at  last.  In  the  two  yeara 
that  followed  Mona  lived  in  a  world  of  sunshine 
that  was  never  darkened  by  a  cloud.  She  and  S 
were  married  and  the  proud  parents  of  a  boy  that 
was  the  living  image  of  Seth. 

Then  once  again  Fate  intervened  in  Mona'.-  Bfe. 
Jim  Hallibar  returned  to  Torsea.  He  came  In  com- 
pany with  Salty  Felton,  who  had  found  him  in  i 
South  American  port.  Jim  had  been  picked  up  by  a  1 1 
Argentine  tramp  steamer,  floating  on  a  grating 
which  he  had  grabbed  as  the  mine-sweeper  sai.W 
under  his  feet.  He  had  received  a  blow  on  tti  ■ 
head  that  had  caused  him  to  lose  his  memory.  a:*d 
be  had  been  called  by  those  who  rescued  him,  "  'Hit- 
Man  who  Forgot." 

When  Salty  Felton  found  liim.  Jim  did  not  r  -jl- 
nise  him.    He  listened  while  the  Torsea  fish  '! 
told  him  who  he  really  was,  and  that  he  had  a-  wife 
in  England,  and  after  much  persuading,  he  deciil  •  I 
to  come  home.    Salty  Felton's  action  in  brii;j 
back  the  man  everybody  thought  dead  was  n  K 
actuated  by  any  high  motive,  but  by  a  desire  to 
revenge  himself  on  Seth  Maiden  because  he  had 
married  Mona  and  was  happy.    It  was  Salty  who 
arranged  that  Jim  should  meet  Mona  and  Set!. 
the  two"  were  coming  up  from  the  beach. 

"  Here's  your  wife.  Jim.  and  the  man  she  married, 
flunking  you  were  dead,"  he  said  brutally.^  But  if 
he  expected  any  sensational  climax  to  his  meau 
revenge  he  was  disappointed. 

Jim  stared  at  Mona  and  Seth  and  then  muttered 
irritably : 

"  I  don't  know  these  people.  I  have  never  met 
them  before.  I  don't  know  why  you  have  dragged 
inc  back  here.  I  was  very  happy  in  South  America  " 
Then,  without  even  another  glance  at  Mona  and 
Seth,  Jim  walked  away. 

Salty  was  furious  at  the  failure  of  the  scheme  he 
had  planned  so  carefully.  He  ran  after  HalliUir 
and  in  his  endeavour  to  make  Jim  remember  the  past 
he  gave  his  own  miserable  scheme  of  revenge  away 
and  showed  that  it  was. not  for  Jim's  happiness,  but 
for  his  own  hatred  of  Seth  Maiden,  that  he  bail 
brought  Hallibar  from  South  America.  Gradually  tlx 
truth  fixed  itself  in  Jim's  brain.  He  turned  on 
Salty  with  fury  in  his  eyes. 

Continued  on  page  23) 




"  Brenda  of  the  Barge" — a  new  Harma  film — is  a  human  story  with  a  happy  blending  ot  pathos  and  humour.    The  cast  is  a  fine  one,  including  JAMES 
KNIGHT,  as  Jim  ;  H ARIORIE  VILLI S.  as  Brenda  ;  TOM  COVENTRY,  at  the  Bargee  ;  and  BLANCHE  STANLEY,  as  his  wife.    In  the  top  picture  we  set 
little  DELPHINE  LEWIS  who  is  only  five  years  old,  and  takes  the  part  of  the  dying  child  o!  the  bargee  and  his  wife.    The  left-hand  picture  shows  Brenda  bathing 
Jim's  black  eye  ;  while  in  the  other  picture,  we  see  the  bargee  discovering  the  child  which  his  wife  has  kidnapped  to  replace  the  little  one  she  has  lost. 

Picture  Show,  October  IQth,  1920. 


ters  thee; 

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POR  the  first  time  the  romantic  life  story  of  Norma, 
Natalie,  and  Constance  Talmadge  bas  been 
written,  and  will  appear  exclusively  in  the  "  Picture 
Show."  The  early  struggles  of  these  girls,  before 
they  were  stars,    make    most  fascinating  readin 

CoMstSLHcSS       they  have  recently  visited  Great  Britain. 


especially  as 


Read  This  First. 

A WEE  little  mite  gave  a  rendering  of  "  Sunshine 
in  Paradise  Alley  "  one  afternoon  at  a  sea-id'- 
hotel.  The  singing  was  out  of  tune,  hut. 
nevertheless,  sweet.  This  was  the  debut  in  public  oi 
Norma  Talmadge. 

Years  after,  when  she  and  her  two  sisters,  Natalie 
and  Constance,  were  schoolchildren,  the  three  girls 
gave  a  performance  for  their  mother,  Peg,  and  some 
friends,  of  a  small  play.  Norma's  acting  was  so 
remarkable  that  her  audience  predicted  a  brilliant 
future  for  her.    And  they  were  not  far  wrong  ! 

When  Norma  was  nearly  fifteen  she  applied  at  the 
Vitagraph  Studio,  .and  was  taken  on  as  an  "  extra." 

After  a  year  at  the  studio,  in  which  time  she  got 
very  disheartened.  Norma  was  given  a  chance,  slit* 
gave  a  wonderful  rehearsal  of  her  part  before  her 
sister  Constance.  \ 

Norma  Makes  Good. 

AFTER  the  bedroom  rehearsal  with  Con- 
stance as  her  only  audience,  Norma  slept 
well.    The  next  morning  she  went  to  the 
studio  as  usual.    She  was  feeling  nervous  and 
yet  hopeful. 

Young  as  she  was,  she  had  the  true  artist's 
secret  confidence  in  her  own  powers.  Deep 
down  in  her  heart,  she  felt  that,  given  her 
chance,  she  could  make  good. 

And  now  her  chanco  had  come.  She  had  a 
real  part. 

-  But  there  was  always  the  risk  of  failure. 
Something  might  go  wrong.  A  thousand  and  one 
things  might  happen  to  prevent  her  from  making 
just  the  impression  she  wanted  to  make,  and 
which  she  knew  she  could  make  if  all  went  well. 

So  she  was  anxious  and  conscious  of  a  certain 
mental  strain  as  she  entered  the  studio. 

She  was  quite  at  home  there  now,  and  had 
many  friends,  but  she  was  still  looked  upon  as 
a  beginner,  just  one  in  the  crowd. 

To-day  she  conversed  little  with  her  associates, 
hut  stood  apart,  pre-occupied  with  her  own 

*>n»  had  to  wait  some  time,  for  the  big  scene  of 
the  play  was  being  taken  first,  and  iii  this  she 
did  not  appear.  The  scene  gave  some  trouble. 
For  some  reason  or  other  the  lady  who  took  the 
loading  part  was  in  a  bad  humour  and  nothing 
went  right/  The  sceno  was  taken  over  and 
over  again,  and  the  producer  was  almost  driven 
to  despair. 

"  Now,  Miss  Talmadge  !  " 

Norma  was  startled  by  the  sudden  mention 
of  her  name.  Mr.  Wilmore's  voice  was  unusually 
sharp.       -  . 

The  morning  had  been  a  trying  one  to  him, 
and  he  was  irritated. 

The  studio  hands  were  already  busy  arranging 
the  stage  properties  for-  the  next  episode. 

"  You  understand  what  you've  got  to  do,  my 
child  ?  "  said  Mr.  Wilmore,  a  little  wearily. 
"  You  sit  on  that  seat.  You  have  just  dis- 
covered that  your  lover  is  unworthy'.  You  are 
despondent  and  miserable.  Please  don't  smile. 
Do  try  to  look  miserable.  Then  your  lover 
appears.  Now  this  is  important.  When  you 
first  seo  him,  you  are  not  to  be  joyful  and  you 
are  not  to  be  angry.  That  comes  later.  At 
first  you  are  simply  agitated.  That  gives  him 
time  to  make  love.  You  don't  resist  him — not 
at  first — you  just  endure  it.  Then  ho  produces 
the  ring.  That's  your  cue.  .You  fire  up  and 
turn  him  down.  Tho  part  is  a  bit  mature  for 
you,  but  do  your  best." 

Owing  probably  to  the  fact  that  lie  was  tired 
there  was  a  dreary  note  of  hopelessness  in  his 
voice.  Cloarly  he  did  not  expect  much  of  the 
little  actress.  If  she  did  just  well  enough  to 
pass,  and  did  not  make  the  scene  absolutely 
ridiculous,  it  was  as  much  as  he  hoped  for. 

Norma  flushed.  She  was  stung  by  the  note 
in  the  speaker's  voice,  and  if  she  needed  any 
farther  stimulant  to  do  her  best  she  had  it  now. 

With  an  effort  of  will  she  forgot  everything 
but  the  part  she  was  to  play.  The  glare  of  the 
calcium  light,  tho  commonplace  surroundings  of 
the  studio  simply  ceased  to  be  as  far  as  she  was 

She  became  the  young  girl  in  the  play  thinking 
of  the  man  who  had  been  weighed  in  the  balance 
and  found  wanting.  The  man  who  had  won  her 
love  and  then  proved  unworthy. 

She  sat  on  the  garden  seat,  painted  to  look  like 
marble,  and  waited.  With  mournful,  yearning 
eyes  she  gazed  at  the  camera.  Utter  misery 
was  depicted  on  her  beautiful  expressive  face. 

Then  suddenly  her  expression  changed,  and 
she  gave  a  quick  turn  of  her  head.  The  un- 
worthy lover  was  approaching. 

Then  ho  appeared.  He  was  a  clever  actor, 
though  his  name  is  now  forgotten,  and  he  played 
his  part  well.  He  had  to  represent  a  man  with 
a  double,  personality.  In  the  grim  fight  for 
dollars  he  was  hard,  cruel,  and  relentless  ;  but 
when  he  turned  his  back  on  his  office  ho  was 
gay,  irresponsible,  and  light-hearted,  the  ideal 
hero  of  a  simple  country  maiden. 

It  was  in  this  second  personality  that  lie  now- 

When  she  saw  him  Norma's  first  impulse  was 
to  welcome  him,  as  of  old.  For  a  moment  she 
w;;s  carried  away  by  the  charm  of  the  man  who 
had  won  her  heart,  and  she  almost  forgot  that 
other  man  she  had  seen  in  the  office. 

All  this  the  little  actress  contrived  to  convey. 

Then  the  man  made  love,  and  the  girl  seemed 
more  and  more  unable  to  resist  the  fascination 
of  his  personality. 

At  last  the  moment  came  when  the  man  took 
her  hand  and  produced  the  ring. 

For  a  moment  Norma  stared  at  it.  Then  she 
looked  away  and  the  camera.  But  it 
was  not  the  camera  she  saw.  The  thing  she  saw 
was  a  face  distorted  by  greed  and  cruelty. 

With  a  cry  she  snatched  her  hand  away,  and 
staggered  back,  and  into  her  wonderful  face  came 
that  look  of  horror,  loathing,  and  disgust. 

It  was  so  marvellously  realistic  and  betrayed  so 
truthfully  the  deepest  emotions  of  the  woman's 
soul,  that  someone  looking  on  gave  a  gasping  cry 
of  astonishment. 

Then  came  Mr.  Wilmore's  voice  no  lonser 
languid  and  weary,  but  tense  with  excitement. 

"  Good  !    Hold  it  !  " 

Then  tho  whirr  of  the  camera  ceased  and 
Norma  knew  that  the  sceno  was  over. 

She  awoke  as  from  a  dream,  and  looked  about 
her.  wondering  if  she  had  failed. 

The  first  thing  she  realised  was  that  someone 
was  shaking  her  hand  with  extraordinary 

It  was  Mr.  Wilmore  himself. 

"My  dear  child,  that  was  great.  If  you  go 
on  like  this,  you  will  be  the  Sarah  Bernhardt  of 
the  screen  !  "  he  exclaimed  enthusiastically. 

Norma's  eyes  shone  with  happiness. 

"  You — you  think  I  shall  be  able  to  take 
real  parts  ?  "  she  asked  eagerly. 

The  producer  laughed. 

"  1  think,  my  child,  in  a  very  little  while  you 
will  be  choosing  your  own  parts,  and  if  you 
don't  make  one  of  the  biggest  successes  in  the 
business,  then  all  my  experience  goes  for 

From  that  day  Norma  Talmadge  never  looked 

The     Commencement    of  Constance's 

"  QAY,  Norma,  may  I    come  to  the  studio 
lJ    with  you  to-day  ?  " 

Little  Constance  asked  the  question 
with  assumed  carelessness,  but  her  bright  eyes 
betrayed  her  eagerness  as  she  looked  up  at  hor 
brilliant  sister. 

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The  three  Talmadge  girls  were  always  devoted 
to  one  another  from  their  earliest  days,  and  the 
bond  of  affection  has  never  been  loosened,  but 
in'-e's  attitude  towards  Norma  there  is 
n!-o  something  cf  reverence,  something  of  hero- 

This  remains  to  the  present  day.  If  you  go 
to  interview  Constanco  she  talks  about  Norma. 

"Isn't  sho  wonderful  ? "  she  will  exclaim 
with  her  pretty  face  aglow. 

In  early  days,  of  course,  this  attitude  was 
even  more  marked.  Norma  had  achieved,  if  not 
fame,  an  assured  position  and  a  handsome  salary 
before  Constance  left  school. 

She  was  talked  about  ;  she  received  score3  of 
letters  from  unknown  admirers,  and  even 
exhibitors  in  far-away  England  began  to  bo 
clamorous  for  more  of  her  pictures. 

This  seemed  very  wonderful  indeed  to  Connie, 
and  filled  her  w  ith  awe. 

Thus,  in  spite  of  her  self-confidence  and  that 
delightful  cheekiness  which  has  always  been  her 
chief  characteristic,  she  was  secretly  a  litt'.o 
nervous  when  she  asked  permission  to  accom- 
pany her  sister  to  the  studio. 

Norma,  however,  replied  with  a  hearty  assent. 

"  Sure  !    Why  not  '?  " 

"  You  don't  think  they'll  mind  me  butting 

"  Not  a  bit.    They  let  me  do  as  I  like  now." 

This  was  true.  By  this  time  Norma  was  a 
very  privileged  young  person  indeed  at  the 
Vitagraph  studios. 

So  the  two  sisters  went  together,  and  Con- 
stance was  so  delighted  by  the  experience  that 
she  made  a  habit  of  going  whenever  she  had 
tho  chance. 

Perhaps  even  then  deep  down  in  her  heart 
she  nourished  the  ambition  of  following  in 
Norma's  footsteps,  but  she  certainly  never 
dreamed  of  the  dramatic  leap  to  fame  she  was 
destined  to  make.* 

One  day  she  came  home  very  excited  and 
dropped  five  dollars  into  her  mother's  lap. 

Mis.  Talmadge  opened  her  eyes. 

"  Who  gave  you  this,  child  ?     she  demanded. 

Constance  drew  herself  up  to  her  full  height, 
and  replied  with  a  careless  flourish  of  her  hand  : 

"  I  earned  it !  " 

She  had,  in  fact,  been  given  a  small  "  bit  "  in 
one  of  the  productions,  and  the  five  dollars  was 
her  reward. 

From  this  time  Constance  attended  the  studio 
regularly,  and  she  was  frequently  given  occa- 
sional "  bits  "  to  play. 

The  opportunities  for  distinguishing  herself 
were  not  great,  and  the  remuneration  was  de- 
cidedly small,  but  Constance  was  of  a  sanguine 
disposition,  and  now  that  she  had  made'a  start 
she  was  quite  sure  that  nothing  would  be  able 
to  prevent  her  from  mounting  the  other  rungs 
of  the  ladder  leading  to  fame  and  fortune. 

And  indeed  a  certain  measure  of  success  came 
to  her  quickly.  Before  long  she  was  taken  on 
as  a  member  of  the  regular  Vitagraph  Stock 

She  was  only  given  very  minor  parts,  how- 
ever, and  at  times  she  wondered  a  little 
unxiouslji  if  the  day  would  ever  come  when  she 
would  be  given  a  chance  in  something  big. 

Meanwhile  Norma  was  becoming  a  star.  In 
those  days,  before  the  war,  the  Vitagraph  was 
one  of  the  best  sellers  abroad.  It  was  said  at 
the  time  that  the  European  sales  paid  all  tho 
studio  expenses  and  other  incidentals,  so  that 
the  American  output  was  clear  profit.  For  this 
reason  the  Vitagraph  people  were  more  inter- 
ested in  European  opinion  than  was  the  case  with 
many  of  their  rivals. 

-  One  day  as  Norma  was  leaving  the  studio  sho 
was  stopped  by  the  business  manager. 

Excuse  me,  Miss  Talmadge,''  he  asked, 
"  but  you  have  a  pretty  big  mail,  haven't  you  ?" 
The  young  actress  nodded,  smiling. 
"  Yes,  I  can't  find  time  to  answer  halt  my  let- 
ters, and  it  seems  such  a  shame  when  people  are 
so  kind  as  to  write  to  me.  And  they  say  such 
nice  things." 

'  How  many-  letters  have  you  had  this  week  ?  " 
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(Continued  from 
page  19.) 

"  One  hundred  and  forty -two." 
"  From  strangers  '!  " 
"  Yes." 

"  Any  from  abrottd  ?  " 

"  More  than  half  of  them  are  British." 

"That's  interesting.  We  ore  getting  known. 
Miss  Talmadge.  There's  no  doubt  the  Britishers 
like  the  Vitagraph  stories." 

"  I  think  they  like  me  a  little,"  said  Norma, 

To-day  Norma  Talmadge  receives  an  average 
of  2,000  letters  a  week  from  her  unknown 
admirers  in  all  parts  of  the  world. 

A  large  proportion  of  these  are  from  young 
women  who  have  been  fascinated  by  her  per- 
sonality, and  by  her  skill  in  portraying  the 
emotional  soul  of  youth  upon  the  screen. 

She  confesses  they  are  a  great  joy  to  her  and 
an  incentive  to  do  her  best. 

"  I  get  real  happiness  and  inspiration  from  the 
letters  which  girls  write  to  me,"  she  said  recently. 
For  the  actress  on  the  speaking  stage  there  are 
curtain -calls  and  sustained  applause  to  encourage 
her  and  let  her  know  when  her  work  is  at  its  best, 
but  in  the  studio  there  is  no  applause.  These 
letters  from  unknown  admirers  take  the  place 
of  that." 

It  was  shortly  after  this  that  an  event  hap- 
pened that  caused  something  like  a  sensation 
in  the  film  world  of  America.  Incidentally  it 
was  destined  to  influence  very  powerfully  the 
lives  of  the  Talmadges. 

A  firm  called  the  Triangle,  with  the  now 
famous  D.  \Y.  Griffith  at  its  head,  was  organised. 
A  number  of  prominent  stars  were  engaged  at 
balaries  which  were  then  considered  enormous. 

Mr.  Griffith  was  one  of  the  first  to  realise;  that 
personality  counts  for  even  more  on  the  screen 
than  it  does  on  the  stage,  and  he  was  ready  to 
pay  a  high  figure  to  any  artist  possessed  of  that 
priceless  gift. 

One  day  he  strolled  into  a  picture  house  in 
New  York  and  saw  Norma  Talmadge  on  the 
screen.  The  title  of  the  picture  was  "  A  Neigh- 
bouring Princess,"  and  judged  by  modern  stan- 
dards, it  was  not  a  particularly  brilliant  pro- 
duction. Mr.  Griffith,  however,  sat  it  through, 
and  he  was  interested. 

That  night  ho  wrote  a  letter,  and  the  next 
day  that  letter  fell  like  a  bombshell  in  the  homo 
of  the  Talmadges. 

Norma  read  it  and  then  stared  at  it  incredu- 
lously for  a  good  half  minute.  Finally  she 
took  it  to  her  mother. 

"  Peg,"she  said,  "  whatdo  you  think  ofthat  ".  " 

Mrs.  Talmadge  took  the  "letter  and  read  it 
through  twice.  It  was  a  brief  note,  containing 
an  oflor  to  Miss  Talmadge  to  join  the  Triangle 
and  naming  a  salary  which  was  so  big  that  it 
didn't  look  real. 

Mrs.  Talmadge  put  down  the  letter,  rose  to 
her  feet,  and  proceeded  to  hurry  from  the  room. 

"  Where  arc  you  going,  I'cg  1  "  asked  Norma 
in  surprise. 

"  Why,  to  see  about  packing,  of  course,  my 
dear.  It's  a  long  journey,  and  we  shall  want 
a  lot  of  things." 

"Then  you  think  it's  all  right  ?  " 

"  Of  course  it's  all  right." 

"  You  don't  think  there's  any  mistake  in 
the  figures  ?    It's — it's  an  awful  lot  of  money.'' 

Mrs.  Talmadge  surveyed  her  handsome  daugh- 
ter with  a  look  of  motherly  pride. 

"  Not  more  than  you  aro  worth,  my  darling. 
This  simply  means  that  they  have  found  you  out. 
I 'oor  Constance  will  have  to  give  up  her  work. 
Hut  never  mind.  Maybe  she  will  get  another 
start  out  West — you  never  know." 

"  If  I  accept  the  offer  it  will  only  bo  on  con- 
dition that  they  consent  to  give  Connie  a  trial 
too,"  said  Norma  loyally. 


THE  one  member  of  the  Talmadge  family  who 
left  Brooklyn  with  regret  was  Natalie. 
Natalie  is  often  spoken  of  as  the  youngest 
of  the  Talmadge  girls,  but  this  is  not  so.    As  a 
matter  of  fact  she  is  a  year  older  than  Constance. 

This  seems  an  appropriate  place  to  give  the 
actual  birthdays  of  the  three  sisters.  Norma 
was  born  at  Niagara  Falls  on  May  2,  1897,  and 
is  therefore  now  in  her  21th  year. 

Natalie  was  born  at  Brooklyn  on  April  29, 
1899,  and  is  thus  in  her  22nd  year. 

Constance  was  also  born  at  Brooklyn,  and 
her  birthday  is  also  in  April — the  19th,  and  the 
year  1900.    She  is  thus  in  her  21st  year. 


Falling  Hair — Its.  Cause — Some  Reliable  Shampoos — Trie  Import- 
ance   of    Careful     Drying — The     Picture    Girl  s    Ribbon  Hat. 

IT  is  quite  a  usual  thing  nowadays  to  hear 
cries  from  girls  about  the  ill-health  of  their 
hair.  They  complain  that  it  is  falling  out,  or 
that  it  has  become  dull  and  lifeless,  and  very 
hard  to  do  up  nicely  for  all  the  parties  and 
dances  that  crop  up  at  this  time  of  the  year. 
True  it  is  that  the  sunlight  and  various  elements 
with  which  the  hair  has  come  in  contact  during 
the  holiday  months  have  not  improved  its 
texture  ;  therefore,  a  little  careful  attention  will 
be  essential  just  now. 

Look  to  Your  Health. 

THE  variation  in  the  quality,  quantity,  and 
texture  of  the  hair  is  largely  due  to  the 
health  of  the  individual ;  persons  of 
nervous  temperaments  usually  have  less 
abundant  and  less  glossy  hair  than  those  of  more 
robust  and  sanguine  dispositions.  Mental 
trouble,  late  hours  with  an  insufficient  amount 
of  sleep  will  frequently  cause  the  hair  to  fall 
out  and  become  thin.  Of  course,  it  is  absurd  to 
tell  a  girl  not  to  worry,  for  she  may  have  cause 
to  do  so,  but  late  hours  can  be  avoided,  and 
every  girl  should  see  to  it  that  she  gets  her  full 
proportion  of  sleep. 

Tips  From  a  Star. 

JUANITA  HANSEN,  who,  as  you  know,  has  a 
wealth  of  wonderful  blonde  hair,  says  that 
regular  care  must  be  given  to  the  hair  if  it 
is  to  be  kept  nice.  Here  are  her  suggestions 
for  keeping  the  hair  strong  and  healthy  : 

"  It  is  a  great  mistake  to  wash  the  hair  too 
frequently — such  a  practice  tends  to  make  it 

A  uesful  and  becoming  little  "  pull-on  "  hat  of  ribbon 
for  wear  on  winter  days.    No.  28,331. 

Natalie  was  always  very  proud  of  her  pretty 
sisters,  but  for  a  long  time  she  felt  no  desire  to 
follow  in  their  footsteps.  At  her  mother's  sug- 
gestion she  went  to  the  Vitagraph  Studios,  and 
on  rare  occasions  she  was  given  bits  "  to  play, 
but  the  work  did  not  appeal  to  her. 

"  It  is  no  use,  Peg,"  she  said  one  day,  "  it  is 
not  my  line.  Two  movie  actresses  in  the  family- 
are  enough.    I'm  not  pretty  and  I'm  not  clever 

Nonsense ! "  interposed  Mrs,  Talmadge. 
V  You  are  the  cleverest  of  all iny  daughters.  You 
could  learn  anything  you  wanted  to  learn.  But 
if  the  screen  does  not  appeal  to  you.  then  you 
had  better  leave  it  alone.  The  great  thing  is  to 
be  interested  in  your  work  whatever  it  is.  But 
you  must  take  up  something  and  make  yourself 
self-supporting.   You  won't  be  happy  otherwise." 

Natalie  acted  promptly  on  her  mother's  sug- 
gestion, and  began  to  study  book-keeping,  short- 
hand, and  typewriting. 

She  soon  became  proficient,  and  she  was  doing 
quite  well  in  a  modest  way  when  the  family  had 
to  leave  Brooklyn  and  journey  West. 

She  wondered  what  the  new  life  held  for  her, 
and  she  was  not  very  hopeful.  She  was  a 
thoughtful,  serious-minded  little  girl,  fond  of 

both  dry  and  brittle.  However,  it  should  not  be 
forgotten  that  cleanliness  goes  far  towards  keep- 
ing the  hair,  and  scalp  in  a  healthy  state. 

"  There  are  many  preparations  on  the  marked 
for  shampooing  the  hair,  yetl  believe  in  making 
my  own  shampoos,  for  I  do  then  know  the  com  - 
position  of  the  mixture.  Here  is  a  recipe  for 
oily  hair :  Dissolve  some  soft  soap  in  hot  water, 
and  to  this  add  a  pinch  of  borax  and  a  few 
drops  of  pure  ammonia.    In  this  wash  the  hair. 

"  An  egg  shampoo  is  excellent  for  dry  hair, 
although  it  is  a  little  expensive  in  these  days  of 
high  prices.  Still,  it  preserves  the  hair,  so  it  b 
worth  the  outlay. 

"  Beat  a  fresh  egg  to  a  froth,  adding  an  eqmT 
amount  of  lukewarm  water.  Rub  this  mixture 
into  the  scalp  just  as  you  would  an  ordinary 
shampoo,  and  afterwards  carefully  rinse  with 
tepid  water.  This  shampoo  will  cleanse  the 
scalp  thoroughly,  nourish  the  roots  of  the  hair, 
and  will  not  clog  the  pores. 

Take  Care  With  the  Drying. 

AFTER  washing,  the  hair  should  always  be 
thoroughly  and  carefully  dried  with  -i 
rough  towel,  but  not  with  a  fluffy  one, 
as  the  fluff  is  apt  to  come  off  and  get  entangled 
with  the  hair. 

"Of  course,  my  hair  is  short,  so  I  do  not 
have  much  difficulty  with  the  drying,  but  1  have 
heard  of  girls  putting  their  hair  in  the  oven  ti« 
dry,  when  it  is  very  long.  If  they  only  knew  the 
harm  of  such  a  practice. — as  well  as  the  danger — - 
1  am  sure  they  would  not  do  such  a  silly  thins. 
The  dry  heat  of  the  oven  is  not  good  for  tho 
hair,  and  in  time  takes  the  colour  out  of  it. 
The  very  best  method  of  drying  is  to  use  iam 
— or  rather,  to  get  someone  else  to  fan  your 
hair  for  you.  The  current  of  air  will  dry  it 
quickly.  However,  if  you  are  compelled  to 
dry  it  yourself,  and  wish  to  dry  it  quickly,  do 
this  with  warm  towels.  These  can  be  heated 
continuously  in  the  oven,  and  the  head  dried 
With  a  circular,  rough  movement." 

The  Picture  Girl's  Winter  Hat. 

THE  big  hat  is  truly  becoming,  but  it  h 
rather  "in  the  way  "  when  worn  with 
the  big  coat,  the  collar  of  which  muffle* 
well  up  into  the  neck  for  the  sake  of  warmth. 
Tho  small  "  pull-on "  shape,  therefore,  i*. 
without  doubt,  the  most  comfortable,  and 
most  charming  of  all  of  this  type  is  the  hat  of 
ribbon.  The  Picture  Girl  possesses  a  delight- 
ful little  affair  composed  entirely  of  powder  - 
blue  ribbon,  that  turns  up  from  the  face. 
A  jaunty  little  bow  of  the  ribbon  placed  at 
one  side  of  the  hat  adds  a  touch  of  piquancy 
to  the  chic  little  affair. 

You  can  obtain  patterns  of  this  hnt  f 
one  shilling  (P.O.  to  be  made  payable  to  tW 
Picture  Show)  from  Picture  Show,  Pattern 
Dept.,  291a,  Oxford  Streety  London,  W.  1. 

A  Dresser. 

study,  and  perhaps  she  was  just  a  little  afraid  of 
life.  She  loved  her  brilliant  sisters,  and  gloried 
in  their  successes,  but  she  knew  that  Nature 
had  not  provided  her  with  the  gifts  which  \\.\A 
been  so  bountifully  bestowed  upon  them,  and 
her  own  very  real  r.nd  solid  gifts  she  was  too 
modest  to  value  at  their  true  worth. 

As  it  turned  out  the  journey  proved  a  great 
event,  a  great  step  forward,  in  the  lives  of  all 
the  girls. 

To  Norma  it  meant  the  beginning  of  fame. 
She  was  already  a  film  favourite  with  an  assured 
position,  but  now  she  became  a  star. 

To  Constance  it  meant  that  she  was  to  get  her 
first  great  chance  and  the  opportunity  of  making 
•»  great  personal  hit  in  one  of  the  finest  pro- 
ductions that  have  ever  been  filmed. 

And  to  Natalie  it  meant  a  fuller  and  moro 
interesting  life  with  plenty  of  work,  which  it  ml 
a  delight  to  do  and  which  brought  her  a  crowd 
of  new  and  congenial  friends. 

With  this  chapter  we  come  to  the  end  of  I  ho 
first  phase  of  tho  wonderful  careers  of  the  Til 

Next  week  we  enter  upon  tho  second  phase, 
which  is  one  long  record  of  dazzling  success. 
(Continued  next  u-tek.) 

PiiMwre  Sliou;  October  10th,  1920. 




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ACCORDING  to  an  announcement  made  a  short 
time  ago,  it  was  stated  that  an  American  film 
company  had  decided  on  an  entirely  ne  v  de- 
parture from  the  ordinary  type  of  motion  pictures. 
Instead  of  depending  on  fiction,  the  company  had 
selected  the  principal  characters  from  people  in  every 
station  of  life,  and  such  incidents  from  their  past  as 
would  prove  interesting  were  to  be  woven  into  plays 
for  picturization  on  the  screen.  So  far,  none  of  these 
real  life  stories  for  the  films  have  been  shown  in  this 
country,  though  possibly  they  may  be  brought  over 
here  in  time,  if  sueh  indeed  is  the  intention. 

I  am  reminded  of  them,  however,  by  some  of  the 
letters  I  have  received.  These  have  come  from  readers 
who  neither  desire  the  visual  information  nor  wish  to 
get  on  the  films  themselves.  But  all  of  them  feel 
that  their  past  lives  are  unpublished  documents  which 
would  bear  interesting  telling  on  the  silver  sheet. 
Unfortunately,  this  is  a  matter  on  which  I  am  not  able 
to  advise,  since  the  criticism  and  placing  of  scenarios 
with  likely  producers  is  not  within  my  province.  But 
the  curious  point  concerning  these  proposals  is  that 
the  readers  who  think  their  lives  would  make  good 
filming,  have  all  had  some  great  sorro -,  and.  there- 
fore, sufficiently  pathetic  to  be  of  into  ejt  to  others. 
This,  however,  is  where  one  is  apt  to  err.  Most  people 
feel  that  they  have  something  in  their  lives  which 
would  be  of  peculiar  interest  to  their  fe'.low-leiags. 
It  is  a  pardonable  kind  of  vanity,  and  in  certain  casei 
there  happens  to  be  sufficient  reason  to  justify  pub-' 
licity.  But  sorrow  as  a  subject  for  entertain  me  it 
would  not  take. 

In  the  case  of  the  American  film  company,  which 
hopes  to  exploit,  a  new  avenue  in  film  plays,  the  real 
life  stories  to  be  selected  for  the  screen  will  only  be 
those  teeming  with  excitement  and  actual  adventures. 
How  far  they  will  be  successful  with  the  public  it  is 
too  early  to  predict.  As  a  new  feature,  they  will 
probably  arouse  a  certain  amount  of  interest  even  if 
they  do  not,  as  is  more  than  likely,  attain  to  the  same 
height  of  popularity  as  plays  based  largely  on  imagina- 



Will  readers  kindly  remember  that  as  this  papsr 
goes  to  press  a  considerable  time  before  piiblica. 
tion,  letters  cannot  be  answered  in  the  next  issue  ? 
A  stamped  and  addressed  envelope  must  accom- 
pany any  letter  requiiing  an  early  reply.  Every 
letter  should  give  the  full  name  and  address  of 
the  writer  (not  for  publication),  as  no  anonymous 
communications  can  be  answered.  Address  :  The 
Editor,  "Picture  Show,"  Room  85,  The  Fleetway 
House,  Farringdon  Street;  London,  E.C.4. 



M.  A.  (Perak). — Thanks  for  your  appreciation. 
I  am  ulnd  to  hear  this  paper  sells  the  best  in  your 
distant  part  of  the  world.  The  Triangle  film  you 
saw  was  filmed  in  America,  and  the  Arctic  scenes 
in  it  were  all  cleverly  "  made  to  order."  Sec  the 
results  of  our  voting  competition  in  the  issue  fur 
July  3rd,  frenn  which  you  will  learn  whom  our  readers 
consider  to  be  the  most  beautiful  actress,  etc. 

Viviknnf.  JANE  (East  Twickenham). — f*o  you  have 
given  yourself  a  new  nom-de-plume  this  time.  No, 
1  don't  mind,  of  course.  You  like  change,  and  the 
kind  I  prefer  ^s  all  silver.  Eugene  O'Brien  is  not- 
over  6ft.  I  believe  It  is  his  real  name.  Just  three 
of-  his  films  are :  "  The  Perfect  Lover,"  "  Sealed 
Hearts,"  and  "  The  Broken  Melody."  No,  Marguerite 
Clayton  and  Ethel  Clayton  are  not  related.  Clinrles 
Ray  is  twenty-nine.  Of  the  others  you  mention, 
Pcggv  Carlisle  i«  British,  but  Anita  Stewart,  Milton 
Mills,'  Mildred  Davis,  and  Betty  Blythe  arc  all 

Peqoy  asp  Nora  (Huddersficld). — What  Is  the 
likeness,  Nora,  you  have  noticed  Iwtween  Eddy 
Polo  and  William  Russell  ?  You  will  have  to  tell 
me.  Lucille  Love  is  Grace  Cunard,  and  Pearl  Grant 
is  Eddy  Polo's  wife.  No.  it  was  not  Elsie  Ferguson, 
but  Betty  Blythe  in  "  Tangled  Lives  "  with  Hmtv 

'*  WlVXIE  "  (Newcastle). — So  you  just  adore  Thcda 
Bant,  the  "dark-eyed  beauty."  '  Thirty  Is  her  age. 
and  Cincinnati  Is  the  place  where  she  w»«  bom. 
Dark  blue  eyes  and  dark  brown  hair  forms  her 
colouring.  Ashton  Dearholt  was  the  artiste  in 
"  Pitfalls  of  a  Big  City,"  and  William  Scott  In  "  The 
Forbidden  Room." 

"  Dinky  "  (Hemsworth). — Yes,  yon  a«e  right 
about  Victoria  Forde  being  Tom  Mix's  wife,  but  at 
the  moment  I  have  not  heard  whether  they  have  any 
kiddies.  So  your  brother-in-law  is  an  exact  double  of 
James  Knight.  Particulars  concerning  the  latter  are* 
llurnia  player,  bora  in  Canterbury.  His  height  is 
5  ft.  101  In.,  with  brown  hair  and  dark  grey  eyes. 

He  has  played  in  "The  Happy  Warfior,"  "  Katun  < 
Gentleman,"  "  Big  Money,"  and  several  others. 

"  Tony  "  (Sheffield!. — You  are  not  quite  as  tall  ai 
your  two  favourites,  George  Walsh  and  Charles  Hut- 
chison, whose  heights  are  5  ft.  11  in.,  and  5  ft.  10  lit, 
respectively.   But  there  is  hope  for  you  yet. 

"  Seasides  "  (Whitley  Bay)  and  "  ANX10 
Helex  "  (Camden  Town). — Just  a  little  reque.r. 
about  Ann  Little.  Weli.  here  you  are.  Age,  twenty  - 
six.  and  birthiHace  Sisson,  California.  Some  of  fchc 
films  in  which  she  has  appeared  are:  "Less  Tfia  1 
Kin,"  "The  Squaw  Man."  "  Alia-  Mike  Moran."  »u  t 
"The  R  aring  Road."   She  gives  her  height  as  f>  r. 

0  in.,  and  her  colouring  as  dark  hair  and  brown  eye 
"TIGER  Lit.Y"  (Rhondda  Valley).— 1  have  w«t 

heard  of  the  artiste  you  mention,  hut  I  imagine  y  u 
must  be  thinkiitg  of  Ashton  Dearholt.  His  wife  is 
Helcne  Ross.;n.  and  he  was  born  in  Milwaukee.  V  3- 
consin.   His  eyes  and  hair  are  both  dark. 

"  BrTTERfrp"  (Plymouth). — You  are  in  love  wttH 
Crcighton  Hale's  "  nice  crooked  smile  "  ?  I  like  i'. 
too.  John  Bowers  was  the  hero  in  "  Hulda  from 
Holland."  and  Marshall  Nellan  played  a  similar  role 
in  "  Rags."  Sheldon  Lewis  was  Perrv  Bennet  and 
the  Clutching  Hand  in  "The  Exploits  of  Elaine." 
Wu  Fang  in  "  The  Lightning  Raider  "  was  Warmv 

No.  63011,  L.Cpl.  A.  R.  JEXKIXS,  A  Coy.  4'h 
K.R.R.C,  Balgraith  Spinney,  Quetta,  India,  apnea- a 
for  any  reading  matter  which  could  be  sent  hiin  s» 
that  he  and  his  comrades  might  pass  away  the  dull 
hours  they  experience. 

B.  R.  (Wyuberg). — 1  should  not  advise  you  t  > 
waste  your  money  on  cinema  school  fees,  -1  hough 

1  know  nothing  about  the  Caje  Town  concern  you 
mention.  Pauline  Frederick  has  been  referred  t  - 
as  -  the  Mrs.  Patrick  Campbell  of  the  screen," 
which  does  njt  mean,  of  course,  that  she  L->  t:ie 
latter  person. 

"Little  Grfe"  (LytheringtonV — So  you  ha\e, 
turned  up  again  with  another  list !  Ruth  Cliff ur  I 
is  twenty,  and  Betty  Compsnn  is  a  year  younger. 
Warren  Kerrigan  is  6  ft.  1  in.  Ruth  Roland  has 
reddish-brown  hair  and  dark  blue  eyes. 

Vampire  "  (Sheffield). — I  am  glad  to  have  your 
appreciition,  and  do  not  mind  your  litt'.e  bit  1  t 
criticism  at  all.  Von  say  yon  cannot  understand 
why  this  p«rivr  givts  so  much  attention  to  Brttl-h 
lilnis  whieh  '  are  not  worth  seeing."  Would  1! 
surprise  you  to  know  that  readers  are  constant  ly 
asking  for  more  and  mere  new-  ol  our  productions  ' 
so  you  see  how  opinions  differ.  The  photo;  I 
want  of  Theda  Barn  apjieared  in  the  i  sue  tor 
December  I3tli.  and  you  might  write  to  the  published 
for  it.  She  was  born  in  Cineinnatti,  Ohio.  hi 
'"  Salome."  the  others  w'-o  riipported  her  were  : 
G.  Raymond  Nye  (King  Herod).  Albert  Kcscoe  (John 
the  Baptist),  and  Herliert  Have*  (Sejnnus). 

"  Well  Wisher  "  (Hull).— Do  yon  mean  "  A 
Square  Deal"  with  Margarita  Ki-her  as  the  star? 
If  so,  the  hero  wis  J.u-k  Mower.  In  "  Tl  >•  Eyes  <>t 
Julia  Deep"  the  hero  was  Alan  Forrest. 

(More  answers  next  week. J 

►  M 


FILM  STAR. — You  are  kindly  request  1 
Not  to  ask  for  any  addresses  by  past,  owing  to  the 
large  number  of  other  queries  that  have  to 'he 
answered.  If  you  wish  to  communicate  at  on.  e 
with  any  artiste  not  named  below,  write  yoiir 
letter,  putting  the  name  of  the  star  on  the 
envelope,  anil  elieloi-e  it  with  1  loose  lii.  .-tamp  to 
the  Editor,  The  Pictire  show,  Room  86,  Th,- 
Fleetway  House.  Farringdon  Street,  London. 
E.C.4.,  and  It  will  he  forwarded  by  the  next  mail. 
If  the  letter  weighs  more  than  1  or., it  wdl  require 
an  additional  Id.  stamp  for  eaeh  extra  ounce.  Sueh 
letters  cannot  be  specially  acknowledged  by  the 
Editor.  Remember  always,  when  writing  to  artistes, 
to  give  your  full  name  ami  addre-s,  iih  hiding  the 
name  of  your  county  and  country,  and  mention  the 
Picti  re  Show  to  ensure  the  safety  .of  a  reply.  .It  ' 
must  be  understood,  however,  that  we  cannot 
guarantee  that  sueh  letters  will  be  replied  tj. 
Plea.-e  keep  the*e  addresses  for  reference. 

Madge  Kennedy.  Milton  Sills,  care  of  Goldaryo 
Film  Co..  Culver  City,  California,  V  S.  A. 

Mary  Milks  Mister.  Cosstanof  Iunnky,  rare  of 
Ibalart  Pictures  Corpn.,  46?,  Fifth  \ venue.  New 
York  City.  I  s  V. 

RrTH  Clifford,  care  of  Froliman  Amusement.  Cor- 
poration. The  Times  Building.  New  York  City,  I'.H.A. 
(More  addresses  next  week.) 

Picture  Show,  October  50th,  1920. 

"  The  Man  Who  Forgot."  (Cotae1/r 

"  I  seo  it  all  now,"  he  said.  Ton  didn't  want 
to  befriend  me  by  brinjrmB  me  back  home  to  see 
if  the  old  plaoe8  would  restore  my  memory,  but 
bceause  you  wnntcd  to  wreck  the  happiness  of  these 
two  people,  who,  so  far  as  I  can  make  out,  did  no 
harm.  1  have  seen  some  mean  skunks  in  my  time, 
but  never  one  so  mean  as  you  !  Look  after  yourself 
for  I  mean  to  (jive  you  the  hiding  of  yonr  life." 

Jim  Hung  himself  on  Salty  and  shook  him  as  o 
terrier  would  a  rat.  Fear  gave  Salty  strength,  and 
he  managed  to  break  away.  He  knew  he  was  no 
match  for  Halllbar  and  as  the  latter  turned  he  picked 
tip  a  piece  of  rock  and  struck  him  a  cruel  blow  on 
the  head.  Then,  leaving  the  man,  he  had  so  foully 
used  as  an  instrument  to  wreck  his  revenge  lying 
senseless  on  the  shore,  he  ran  back  to  the  village. 

Jim  was  found  bv  some  fishermen,  and  in  regard 
for  their  old  friendship  Seth  had  him  taken  to  the 
cottage  they  used  to  share  and  sent  for  the  best 
doctor  in  the  district  to  attend  to  him.  . 

And  wliilc  Jim  Hallibar  was  fighting  for  his  life, 
Mona  and  Jim  were  trying  to  find  a  way  out  of  the 
terrible  situation  that  faced  them.  Mona  had  gono 
straight  away  to  her  father  with  her  baby,  and  Jietli 
was  lodging  in  the  village. 

Seth  had  consulted  a  lawyer,  but  had  been  told 
that  Mona's  marriage  with  Jim  must  stand.  Tho 
last  hope  taken  away  from  him,  Seth  Maiden  decided 
he  must  go  away.  He  made  over  to  Mona  all  he 
had,  and  decided  to  go  to  Jim  Hallibar  to  say  good- 

Hallibar  had  recovered  from  his  injury,  and  with 
his  recovery  had  been  restored  his  Memory. 

"  It's  a  terrible  business,  this,  Seth,"  said  Jim,  as 
his  old  chum  sat  down  in  the  cottage  where,  in  tho 
long  ago  they  had  lived  together  in  friendship.  "  I've 
made  a  mess  of  things  all  my  life.  I  robbed  you  of 
Mona  with  a  lie,  and  I'm  sorrier  than  vou  can  ever 
know  that  I  did  It.  I  don't  expect  either  of  you 
to  forgive  mc  that,  but  I  think  you  both  know  that 
my  coining  back  here  this  time  was  not  my  fault. 
If  I'd  have  known  what  I  was  doing,  I  would  havu 
killed  myself  first  ;  but  my  memory  had  gone  and 
that  skunk  Salty  used  me  for  his  own  ends." 

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"  It's  no  use  worrying  about  anything  now  Jim," 
said  Seth.  "  I  forgive  you  everything,  and  I  know 
this  last  business  was  not  your  fault.  But  It  was 
only  right  that  you  should  have  come  back,  Jim. 
Mona  Is  your  wife  and  nothing  can  alter  that.  I'm 
going  off  by  the  first  train  in  the  morning  and  I 
thought  I'd  say  good-byo  first.  Here's  my  hand 
and  all  I  want  to  ask  you  is  to  be  good  to  Mona." 

Jim  Hallibar  held  out  his  hand,  but  he  did  not 
appear  to  be  listening  to  Seth's  request. 

"  I  want  you  to  promise  me  something,  Seth. 
Promise  me  on  your  solemn  oath  that,  you  will  si-e 
Mona  before  you  go.  I  can't  tell  you  why,  but 

Seth  hesitated  and  then  said  : 

"  I  promise,  Jim." 

The  ne\t  morning.  Seth,  carrying  his  bag,  knocked 
af  old  Jennifer's  cottage.    Mona  answered  the  door. 

"  I  didn't  want  to  distress  you  any  more,  Mona, 
but  f  saw  Jim  yesterday  and  he  made  mc  swear  I 
would  see  you  before  I  left." 

As  he  spoke  Tarpaulin  Jack  came  running  up  with 
a  letter  which  he  handed  to  Mona. 

"  It's  from  Jim  Hallibar,"  he  said. 

Mona  opened  the  letter.  It  was  very  brief  and 
stated  that  he  had  wished  Seth  to  see  her  and  her 
baby  before  he  left.  There  was  another  letter  in- 
side addressed  to  Seth,  which  Mona  handed  to  him. 
Seth  turned  nale  as  he  read  it  and  then  passed  it  to 
Mona.    The  letter  read  : 

"  Dear  Seth, — This  will  bring  your  wife  and  little, 
*nn  back  to  you.  There's  no  law  to  prevent  you 
and  Mona  being  man  and  wife  now.  I  fixed  that 
at  sunrise.  I've  always  been  to  blame,  mate. — • 
Your  old  chum,  '"  Jim." 

And  when  the  evening  tide  came  in,  bringing  with 
it  the  body  of  Jim  Hallibar.  there  was  a  peaceful 
smile  on  the  dead  man's  face  which  told  that  in 
giving  his  life  to  bring  happiness  to  those  he  had 
wronged,  Jim  Hallibar  had  felt  no  regret. 

(Adapted  from  incidents  in  the  Harma 
photo-play,  by  permission.) 

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cures  are  made  with  acetauilid,  but  Daisy 
contains  none  of  that  substance.  Dr. 
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ricture  Show,  Xovcmber  dtft,  1920. 

Famous  Readers  of  the  "  Picture 

No.  43. — BERNARD  DUDLEY. 

BERNARD  DUDLEY'S  smile  is  proof 
enough  that  he  is  pleased  with  this  issue 
of  the  Picture  Show.  You'll  find  a 
copy  in  every  British  studio,  any  Monday 
morning  you  look  in.  And  now  British  films 
are  coming  to  the  fore,  you  will  find  more  news 
of  our  own  British  players  in  this  premier 
paper  for  picture-goers. 

— +-* — 

This  Week's  Pleasant  Surprise. 

YOU  will  remember  I  told  you  that  there 
was  another  pleasant  surprise  for  those 
who  look  forward  to  our  Art  Plates. 
As  soon  as  you  turn  to  our  centre  supplement 
you  will  know  it  is  here.  There  are  more  and 
more  of  these  beautiful  pictures  in  which  the 
hero  and  heroine  are  posed  by  your  favourites 
in  filmland.  Will  you  write  and  tell  me  i£ 
you  like  them  ? 

Just  a  Reminder. 

LOVERS  of  our  Art  Plates  should  also 
remember  that  the  fourth  coloured 
picture  is  presented  with  No,  4  of  the 
"  Girls'  Cinema,"  out  to-morrow.  This  is 
entitled  "  Say  Yes,"  and  is  a  beautiful  pro- 
posal scene,  the  hero  and  heroine  being  the 
well-loved  film  stare,  Charles  Ray  and  Scena 
Owen.  These  pictures  have  received  such 
universal  praise,  I  couldn't  resist  a  last 
reminder  to  my  readers  of  the  Picture 
Show  to  be  sure  and  secure  copies  for 

The  Wonder  Man  in  the  "Picture 

AS  I  expect  you  know,  Georges  Carpentier, 
the  man  who  is  world  famous  as  a 
boxer  and  a  perfect  type  of  manhood, 
has  appeared  in  a  film.  This  film  has  the 
fitting  title,  "  The  Wonder  Man."  The 
story  of  the  film  has  been  secured  for  the 
Picture  Show,  and  will  run  for  two  weeks, 
commencing  next  Monday. 

Every  man  and  woman  in  the  country 
will  be  interested  in  this  story,  which  has 
a  real  hero  playing  the  part  of  a  reel  hero. 
It  is  a  story  of  love,  intrigue,  and  sport. 
Don't  miss  it,  and  tell  your  friends.  They 
will  thank  you. 

— m — 
Is  This  For  You  ? 

JAMES  KNIGHT  tells  me  some  kind  reader 
of  the  PrcTuitE  Show  has  sent  him  a 
tobacco-pouch,  but  he  has  no  means  of 
ascertaining  who  the  sender  is,  as  all  the 
signature  on  the  little  note  was  "  A  female 
reader  of  the  Picture  Show,"  and  there  was 
no  address. 

Mr.  Knight  begs  me  to  convey  his  hearty 
thank3  and  appreciation  of  the  gift.  So, 
little  lady,  who  considers  James  Knight -the 
"  best  actor  in  the  whole  world,"  Mr.  Knight 
thanks  you 

Pli6b,qTapKg  ard  Paragraph.^  oP  Pictures.  Play^  and  Player/* 

Music  versus  the  Screen. 

I SAW  Ivor  Novollo  just  before  he  left  London 
for  Paris,  to  see  himself  as  others  will  see 
him  in  Louis  Mercanton's  film  version  of 
"  Miarka." 

Ho  told  me  that  he  does  not  intend  to  desert 
his  musical  work  for  the  all-conquering  films. 
As  you  know,  his  latest  song,  "  Thoughts  of 
You,"  is  being  sung  with  tremendous  success 
by  Miss  Jose  Collins,  in  "  A  Southern  Maid," 
at  Daly's  theatre,  London.  Mr.  Novello  says 
that  it  bids  fair  to  rival  his  now  historic  "  Keep 
the  Homo  Fires  Burning." 

Gareth  Hughes  as  "  Tommy." 

I HEAR  that  Gareth  Hughes  has  been  chosen 
-  to  enact  the  role  of  Tommy  in  the  picture 
version  of  J.  M.  Barrie's  famous  novel, 
"  Sentimental  Tommy."  Gareth  has  risen  to 
the  forefront  of  film  players  in  the  brief  space 
of  twelve  months,  after  making  a  great  im- 
pression on  the  speaking  stage.  As  you  know, 
he  is  only  21  years  old,  was  born  in  Wales,  went 
to  America  as  a  member  of  the  Welsh  Players, 
and  has  stayed  there  ever  since. 

— *-¥ — 

Raymond  Wants  to  Know. 

DO  you  know  that  Raymond  Hatton,  the 
character  actor  now  appearing  in  Gold- 
wyn  pictures,  says  that  he  receives  more 
letters  from  admirers  in  England,  than  from 
America?  Yet  Mr.  Hatton  is  an  American, 
and  has  never  been  in  England.  How  do 
you  account  for  this  ? 

— *-f — 

Now  the  Spiritualistic  Screen  Play. 

YOU  know  there  is  a  wave  of  public  interest 
in  spiritualism  now  sweeping  through  the 
country.    Three  of  the  most  successful 
plays  in  London  have  this  theme,  "The  Un- 
known," "  The  Crossing,"  and  "  Mar}'  Rose,'r 

so  the  coming  screen  version  of  Robert  W. 
Chambers's  novel,  "  Athalie,"  is  expocted  to 
create  a  sensation,  when  it  is  shown  over  here. 

The  story  centres  round  a  girl,  possessed  of 
psychic  powers.  From  her  sheltered  country 
home,  she  becomes  a  popular  and  well-known 
spiritualist.  We  shall  see  Sylvia  Breamor, 
Conrad  Nigel,  and  other  popular  players  in 
this  film. 

— *-* — 

She  Means  to  be  a  Pilot. 

POPPY  WYNDHAM  tells  mo  she  is  busily 
trying  to  learn  the  strictly  technical  side 
of  flying,  for  she  is  determined  to  pilot  a 
machine  on  her  own  account  before  many  more 
weeks  have  elapsed. 

She  admits  that  the  work  is  both  hard  and 
tiring,  but  she  feels  that  knowledge  as  to  how 
to  pilot  a  machine  is  bound  to  come  in  useful 
to  her  some  time  in  her  film  work,  so  she  is 
working  with  this  end  in  view. 


No.  not  Harold  Lloyd,  but  BRYANT  WASHBURN  and 
MARGUERITE  L00MIS  in  the  coming  film  "  The  Sins  of 
St.  Antony."    Glasses  do  make  a  difference,  don't  they  ? 

Dangerous  Dance  Frocks. 

1GHTED  gas  fires  and  Hawaiian  dance 
frocks  do  not  take  kindly  to  each  other 
when  the  gas  stove  is  alight,  for,  as  you 
know,  these  hula-hula  frocks  are  made  of  grasB. 
This  was  the  cause  of  what  was  nearly  a  tragedy 
at  the  Metro  studios  the  other  day,  when  one 
of  the  dancers  who  was  working  with  Madame 
Doraldina,  walking  past  the  lighted  stove, 
swished  her  skirt  in  the  fire,  and  in  an  instant 
was  in  flames.  One  of  the  men  immediately 
grabbed  a  coat,  and  threw  it  around  her, 
smothering  the  flames  before  much  damage 
was  done. 

Needless  to  say  the  other  Hawaiian  danoers, 
cold  as  they  were  in  their  tropical  frocks, 
kept  away  from  the  stove,  thinking  it  better 
to  be  cool  than  burnt. 

An  Ungentlemanly  Ape. 

^  T  HEAR  that  Dorothy  Phillips  is  nursing  a 
I  bruised  head,  as  the  result  of  being  hit 
by  a  cocoanut,  hurled  from  the  dizzy 
height  of  a  giant  tree,  by  a  large  ape.  Four 
members  of  the  ape  family  were  used  to  give 
realism  to  her  coming  picture,  "  Men,  Women, 
and  Marriage,"  and  it  was  when  Miss  Phi'lips 
was  enacting  a  most  dramatic  scene  with 
James  Kirkwood  that  this  ungentlemanly  ape 
hurled  the  nut.  Dorothy  says  that  a  large 
picture  hat  she  was  wearing  probably  saved 
lier  from  more  serious  injury  than  she  re- 

Their  Best  Parts  on  the  Screen. 

IT  is  not  always  an  asset  for  a  screen  player 
to  be  "  born  to  the  part."    For  instance. 
Charles  Ray,  'you  must  know,  was  born 
and  reared  in  a  town,  yet  it  is  in  the  "  simple 
country  boys  "  parts  that  he  excels. 

While  Ward  Crane,  whom  most  of  you 
have  seen  as  a  dapper  city  youth,  wa3  reared 
on  a  farm.  The  best  plays  of  these  respective 
stars  are  said  to  be  the  ones  shortly  to  be 
released.  Charles  Ray  in  "  Peaceful  Valley," 
and  tWard  Crane,  with  Anita  Stewart,  in 
"  Harriet  and  the  Piper." 

The  Pope  on  the  Film. 

MOVING  pictures  of  Pope  Benedict  the 
XV.  have  been'secured,  after  many 
months  of  effort  to  remove  the  bar 
against  camera-men  at  the  Vatican.  These 
remarkable  pictures  constitute  the  first 
opportunity  ever  given  to  view  the  Supreme 
Prelate  in  action,  as  well  as  to  witness  tha 
most  sacred  ceremonies  of  the  Vatican. 

Troubles  Never  Come  Singly. 

PEARL  WHITE  has  both  of  her  cars  in 
the  repair    shop.    And    the  athletic 
actress  put  them  there"  herself.  She 
drove  one  over  an  embankment  to  avoid 
hitting   two  children.      That  she  did  not 
mind.    But  when  she  backed  into  a  ten-ton 


PICTURE  SHOW"  CHAT.  (c™t"1.? 

LIONEL  SCOTT,  who  has  appeared  with  great 
success  in  "  The  Flag  Lieutenant,"  "  David  and 
Jonathan,"  "  The  Golden  Nib,"  "  The  Definite 
Object,"  "  The  Tavern  Knight,"  and  is  now 
playing  a  part  in  the  coming  Ideal  film  version 
of  "  The  Manchester  Man." 

truck  and  smashed  her  speedster,  Miss  White 
was  sore.  Mow  she  has  to  travel  to  and  from 
her  work  in  a  hired  taxi. 

The  Egg -Timer. 

MANY  famous  screen  stars  can  tell  of  hard 
.times  they  endured  before  they  won  a 
place  in  the  film  world.  Bill  Hart  tells 
of  the  time  when  he  lived  with  a  friend  in  a 
lodging  that  was  meant  only  for  one,  by  - the 
simple  ruse  of  going  to  see  his  pal  late  at  night, 
and  forgetting  to  go  home. 

Another  story  is  told  by  Tom  Mooro.  He 
and  two  friends  waged  a  weekly  battle  against 
the  expense  of  living,  and  a  losing  battle  it  was  ! 
They  had  ,  pawned  everything  marketable 
except  a  gold  watch.  One  of  the  trio  would  not 
let  this  go,  because  ;ho  liked  his  eggs  boiled  two 
and  a  half  minutes  exactly  in  tho  morning.  A 
second  more — or  less,  spoiled  tho  entire  day 
for  him. 

His  two  friends  argued  that  he  must  let  it  go, 
and  eventually  pointed  out  that  if  ho  did  not, 
there  would  he  no  eg^'s  to  time.  Then  came 
the  great  idea.  Tom  suddenly  solved  the 

"  We'll  pawn  the  watch,"  he  said.  "  But 
before  we  pawn  it,  wo'll  time  my  pulso.  I  know 
it's  regular  :  then  we  can  time  your  eggs  by  my 
pulso  !  " 

The  idea  was  adopted  ;  and  Tom  relates  with 
a  laugh  that  it  was  quite  succ  -ssful.  Better 
times  have  come  since  yien,  however.  Thank 

goodness.  .».-.' 

— —  -  • 

Bessie  Love,  Authoress. 

OF  special  interest  to  Bessie  Love's  admirers 
is  the  announcement  that  she  is  to  publish 
a  series  of  tales  written  by  herself,  known 
as  "  Bessie  Love's  tjood  Night  Stories."  Theso 
will  describe  tho  lives  of  numerous  denizons  of 
tho  fores",  real  and  fantastic.  Notably  among 
them  are  tho  Little  Blind  Squirrel,  tho  Jazzo 
Bird,  tho  Whoposopolis,  the  Grasshopper,  and 
tho  Whipplelita.  Tho  stories  wero  written 
essentially  for  children,  but  will  appeal  to  grown- 
ups as  well. 

Havo  you  seen  Bessie  yet  in  "  Over  the 
Garden  Wall  ?  "  It  is  her  latest,  and  to  my 
mind  one  of  her  happiest  plays 

Charlie  forsakes  the  Country. 

CHARLES  RAY  is  to  depart  from  his  usual 
country   boy  role,  in  his  coming  film, 
"  Nineteen  Phyllis."    He  is  to  appear  as  a 
dapper  nineteen-year -old  city  boy.    It  is  said 
he  has  never  had  a  part  in  which  Charles  revelled 

A  Surprise  for  Him. 

A GOOD  story  is  being  told  of  a  picture  palace 
manager  who  is  very  fond  of  Bryant 

He  had  a  large  picture  of  Bryant  in  his  lobby, 
and  always  booked  Bryant  Washburn's  pictures. 
This  went  on  for  so  long  that  Bryant  Washburn 
became  to  him  the  most  familiar  figure  in  the 

When  he  heard  that  Mr.  Washburn  was  in 
London,  he  wrote  him,  and  one  night  Bryant 
Washburn  called  at  the  picture  palace. 

"  Do  you  know,"  said  the  exhibitor,  "  I  wa9 
absolutely  offended  with  him  for  a  moment, 
because  he  hadn't  recognised  me,  '  said  the  ex- 
hibitor. "  It  was  a  full  minute  before  I  realised 
that  he  had  never  seen  me  before  in  his  life." 
— — 

Bessie's  Real  Name. 

DID  you  know  that  Bessie  Love's  real  name 
is  Juanita  Horton,  though  this  fact  is 
almost  forgotten,  even  by  those  who  gave 
it  to  her.  If  you  were  to  meet  Mrs.  Horton,  she 
would  probably  tell  you  she  was  Bessie  Love's 
mother.  Bessie  Love  is  as  much  Bessie  Love  at 
homo  as  she  is  on  the  screen,  only  there  they 
pronounce  it  Bessie,  Love.  She  has  no  brothers 
or  sisters,  and  is  not  married,  but  lives  with  her 
father  and  mother  in  a  pretty  little  bungalow 
near  the  studio. 

About  Letters. 

WHAT  do  you  think  of  this  ?  I  hear  that 
Mary  -Piekford's  out-going  post  is  so 
heavy  that  the  Los  Angeles  post-office 
has  requested  her  to  use  cancelled  stamps,  thus 
saving  tho  government  the  expense  of  hiring 
several  extra  clerks  just  to  cancel  the  Pickford 
postage.  By  the  way  Nazimova  delights  in 
her  letters,  and  tells  with  great  glee  of  one  she 
has  just  received  from  a  Japanese,  who  ex- 
presses his  admiration  of  her  by  calling  her 
"  A  Leaping  Lark." 

Picture  Shoic,  yovember  bth,  1920. 


Notes  and  News  from  Los  Angeles. 

SESSUE  HAYAKAWA  recently  went  into  t> 
stationer's  shop  up  Hollywood  way  to 
purchase  a  new  fountain-pen.  The  clerk 
submitted  a  number  of  specimens  for  his 
approval,  and  suggested  he  should  try  them  by 
writing  his  name.  In  an  absent-minded  sort 
of  way,  Sessuo  scribbled  on  the  blank  sheet 
before  him  the  Latin  maxim  "  Tempus  Fugit." 
Probably  the1  clerk  was  a  disappointed  auto- 
graph fiend,  for  his  face  fell  considerably  as 
he  said  : 

"  Oh,  is  your  name  Fugit  ?  Now,  do  you 
know,  you  look  so  much  like  Mr.  H.-.yakawa." 

Dark  or  Fair. 

THE  latest  of  screen  modes  appears  to  be 
ringing  a  change  on  the  stars'  crowning 
glories.  Colleen  Moore,  filmdom's  dark- 
haired  Glad  Girl,  is,  for  the  time  being,  a 
dazzling  blonde.  No,  it's  not  peroxide,  but  a 
wig,  her  latest  part  mysteriously  demanding 
this  metamorphosis.  Anita  Stewart  in  '•'  The 
Yellow  Typhoon  "  has  also  been  proving  that 
she  can  be  just  as  beautiful  whether  dark  or 
fair.  Little  Mary  Miles  Minter,  who  is  at 
present  playing  the  parts  of  mother  and 
daughter  in  "  Sweet  Lavender,''  on  the  other 
hand,  has  been  camouflaging  her  sun -kissed 
tresses  with  a  black  wig  for  certain  scenes.  A 
little  boy  who  saw  her  at  the  Studio  the  other 
day,  in  fact,  refused  to  believe  that  be  was 
talking  to  the  Mary  ho  had  adored  on  the 
screen,  until  M.iss  Minter  let  him  have  a  peep  at 
tho  yellow  locks  beneath  tho  sedate  black  wig. 

Why  ? 

JACK  WARREN  KERRIGAN  reads  most  of 
the  scenarios  that  are  sent  him  himself. 
Most  of  them  are  very  bad,  but  Jack  says 
that  about  the  worst  he  ever  received  was  a 
script  that  came  to  him  by  roaistered  mail 
entitled  "  Why  Do  I  Live  t  A  letter  accom- 
panied the  scenario  urging  that  it  should  be 
given  immediate  attention.  And  after  wading 
through  somo  dozen  pages  of  futile  and  un- 
tutored efforts,  Jack  sat  down  and  wrote  the 
author  the  following  comment  :  '*  In  reply  to 
your  inquiry  per  script.  Because  you  mailed 
it  instead  of  delivering  it  in  person.'^ 

MacDonald    Not  a  Convincing  Clothes 

WALLACE  MacDONALD  has  proved  con- 
clusively that  he  could  never  make  a 
living  as  a  pressor  of  clothes.  In  his  new 
role  he  was  called  upon  to  spend  an  afternoon 
pressing  trousers.  He  pressed  some  of  his  own. 
The  Hollywood  tailor  has  been  busily  engaged 
for  several  days  in  an  effort  to  undo  what  he 
did  to  his  hapless  trousers. 

A  Last  Word. 

TO  all  my  readers  who  like  a  really  fine  serial, 
and  thore  are  a  few,  I  expect,  who  do  not, 
1  havo  a  special  piece  of  advice  to  give  this 
week,  and  it  is  this — make 
no  mistake  about  securing  a 
copy  of  !  Answers  "  at  once 
and  reading  tho  first  long, 
wonderful  instalment  of 
the  great  romance,  entitled 

Tho  author  of  "Answers" 
new  autumn  sorial  is  the 
famous  John  '  Goodwin, 
whoso  hovels,  "  BLACK- 
MERCY-"  first  appeared 
in  "  Answers,"  and  havo 
since  sold  by  hundreds  of 
thousands  in  book  form  all 
over  the  world. 

In  his  new  sorial  story — 
you  have  all  seen  tho  strik- 
ing posters  drawing  atten- 
tion to  it — the  Editor  of 
"  Answers  "  has  secured 
ono  of  the  finest  story 
dramas  over  penned.  If  you 
aro  not  alroady  reading 
"  PAID  IN  FULL"  you 
will  thank  me  for  my 
timely  hint. 

Fay  Ft  liner. 

B.  V.  D. 

THE  secret  has. leaked  out  that  tho  initials  of 
Bobe  Daniels  are  B.  V.  D.,  said  initials 
having  been  discovered  on  a  suit-case, 
and  the  >  ownership  sleuthed  to  Miss  Bobe. 
Nothing  very  sonsational  in  this,  you  will  be 
thinking,  only  it  happens  that  in  tho  States 
B.V.D.  is  tho  trado  mark  of  a  universally 
popular  brand  of  gents  underwear,  which  is,  in 
fact,  known  by  no  other  name.  Bill  Desmond 
used  to  sport  his  initials  on  the  door  of  his 
motor-car  with  a  harp  of  Erin  entwined,  till 
the  urchins  mado  him  abandon  the  effect  on 
account  of  tho  harp  looking  suspiciously  like 
a  V. 

1'lsie  Codd. 

AGNLY  AYKES  and  MAIUOKIE  DAW  have  just  returned  irom  a  lhght. 
WESLEY  BARRY  put  on  a  stray  cap  and  said  be  bad  been  flyin?.  too. 
You  can  see  what  the  girls  say  to  this 

Picture  Show,  Korcmber  ttfi,  1920.  5 


PAULINE  FREDERICK  and  JULIAN  ELTINGE  are  both  very  fond  of  horse  riding.  They  were  photographed  SESSUE  HAYAKAWA  and  bis  wife,  TSURI  AOKI, 
before  they  went  for  a  canter — PAULINE  FREDERICK  looking  more  beautiful  than  ever  in  her  riding-habit..  enjoy  a  quiet  read  at  home. 

A  tense  moment  in  one  of  the  thrilling  scenes  of       MAURICE  TOURNEUR  discussing  scenes  for  "  The  Last  of  the  Mohicans  "  with  British  soldiers  in  the 
"  Smashing  Barriers  " — a  Vitagraph  serial.  The  stars       old  fort  at  his  studio  in  Universal  City.    This  famous  story,  by  James  Fenimore  Cooper,  which  is  a  great 
are  EDITH  JOHNSON  and  WILLIAM  DUNCAN.  favourite  with  all  boys,  should  make  a  fine  film. 

A  scene  from  "  Madame  Peacock  "  showing  Madame  NAZIMOVA.    With  the  hauteur  and  dignity       That  charming  little  star,  VIOLA  DANA,  in  a  scene  trom  ous 
of  a  queen,  she  confers  her  favours.  of  her  films — "  Cinderella's  Twin." 

6  '  Picture  Show,  Xovcinbtr  bth,  1020. 

Our  Splendid  Serial  Telltng  of  a  Man's  Ftght  Agatnst  Fate  and  of  a  ^fVonderful  Love. 

The  Case  for  the  Prosecution. 

THK  case  against  Galloway  assumed  a  black 
aspect  from  the  start. 

The  newspapers  seized  upon  it  with 
avidity,  and  the  public  followed  their  lead  full 

The  romantic  circumstances  of  the  wreck  of 
the  Sweet  Alice,  and  the  amazing  exchange  of 
identity,  gave  the  case  outstanding  features. 

Needless  to  say,  capable  journalistic  experts 
soon  ferreted  out  all  these  interesting  details, 
and  served  them  up  sensationally  for  the  benefit 
of  the  reading  public. 

As  circumstantial  evidence  they  told  heavily 
against  the  prisoner,  John  Galloway,  alias  Dyson 
Mallet,  as  the  newspapers  described  him. 

The  man  in  the  street  immediately  judged 
him  guilty.  Even  the  circumstances  of  his 
arrest— hat  less,  dressed  in  flannels,  stained  with 
the  mud  of  the  ditches,  and  torn  with  brambles  ; 
hiding  amongst  the  hay  in  an  .old  barn — dis- 
counted any  possibility  of  innocence. 

The  coroner's  inquiry  was  held  in  the  village 
inn,  and  the  result  was  that  Dyson  Mallet  was 
found  to  have  been  wilfully  murdered  by  one 
John  Galloway. 

The  police  offered  no  evidence,  and  at  their 
request  Galloway  was  not  permitted  to  give  any. 

Other  evidence  showed  conclusively  that  Gal- 
loway when  rescued  from  the  sea  had  papers  on 
him  which  seemed  to  show  that  he  was  Dyson 
Mallet.  He  had  been  brought  to  Mallet's  house, 
and  although,  according  to  the  evidence  of  Mr. 
Railton,  he  had  for  some  time  insisted  that  his 
name  was  John  Galloway  and  not  Dyson  Mallet, 
ho  had  eventually  accepted  the  latter  identity, 
presuming  apparently  that  Mallet  was  dead. 

It  was  further  shown  that  on  the  day  of  the 
murder  the  dead  man  was  at  the  local  inn,  the 
very  inn  at  which  the  inquiry  was  held.  Ho 
seemed  to  have  money  in  his  pocket,  although 
in  the  matter  of  clothes  and  general  appearance, 
ho  was  in  a  deplorable  condition. 

Ho-  bought  refreshments  for  tho  thirsty 
natives,  and  in  exchange  questioned  them  per- 
sistently and  successfully  about  the  man  who 
bore  his  name  and  was  living  in  his  house. 

It  was  noticed  that  what  he  learned  in  this 
connection  seemed  to  amuse  him  highly. 

Further  important  evidenco  was  given  by 
Mrs.  Weston,  housekeeper  at  Mallet's  house. 

It  appeared  that  this  good  lady,  a  nervous 
soul,  soon  after  retiring  had  heard  voices  in  one 
of  tho  lower  rooms. 

Mr.  Mallet,  or  tho  man  whom  she  then  im- 
agined to  be  Mr.  Mallet,  had  sent  her  to  bed  not 
long  before,  and  so  far  as  she  knew  ho  was 
alone  in  tho  house  with  the  exception  of  herself 
and  tho  three  maids. 

Consequently  when  sho  heard  talking  below  she 
was  alarmed,  and  perhaps  a  little  inquisitive. 

Sho  got  up  and  came  downstairs  in  her 
dressing-gown  and  bare  feet. 

She  found  that  the  talking  was  in  the  smoking- 
room,  and  not  wishing  to  reveal  herself  in  her 
dishabille,  she  had  taken  the  liberty  of  peeping 
through  the  keyhole  in  order  to  assure  herself 
that  her  master's  house  was  in  order. 

Sho  had  seen  in  tho  room  her  master,  now 
known  as  Mr.  John  Galloway,  and  "  as  perfoct 
a  gentleman  as  she  had  ever  met."  That  sho 
would  say  if  all  the  coroners  in  the  world  tried 
to  prevent  her,  and  say  it  she  did. 

Her  master  was  in  his  white  flannels.  But 
in  tho  room  with  him  was  another  whom  sho 
had  sineo  identified  as  tho  dead  man,  tho  sub- 
ject of  this  inquiry. 

They  were  talking,  that  was  all  she  could  say. 
She  did  not  hear  what  they  wero  saying,  and 
sho  did  not  try  to  hear.  Sho  hoped  Hhe  knew 
her  position  and  her  duty  as  a  housokeoper. 

But  sho  had  noticed  that  tho  dead  man  was 
drinking  something  from  a  glass,  and,  so  far  as 
Hhe  could  seo,  the  two  men  wero  talking  in  a 
friendly  way. 

JOHN  GALLOWAY  is  saved  from  the  wreck  of  the 
Sweet  Alice.  When  hi  recovers  he  is  mistaken 
for  his  friend,  Dyson  Mallet.  He  protests,  but 
no  one  believes  him.  Mallet  was  engaged  to 
ATHALIE  RAILTON,  with  whom  GaUoway  falls 
in  love. 

IRMA  GALE  was  also  on  board  the  Sweet  Alice, 
and  John  thinks  she,  too,  was  drowned.  But 
one  day  she  comes  to  see  him. 

ALICE  MERCER  writes  a  letter  addressed  to  Mallet, 
hinting  at  a  past  love  affair.  She  goes  to  his 
house  and  finds  Galloway  impersonating  his 
friend.  While  they  are  talking,  somebody 
shoots'  at  them  from  the  garden. 

DYSON  MALLET,  whom  Galloway  supposes  to  he 
drowned  ;  but  after  spending  a  delightful  day 
with  Athalie  on  her  birthday,  John  returns 
home  and  finds  Mallet  fast  asleep  in  an  arm- 
chair in  the  smoking-room. 

Dyson  is  quite  friendly,  but  Galloway  leaves 
the  house.  He  sleeps  in  a  barn,  and  is  awakened 
by  a  policeman  telling  him  he  is  wanted  for  the 
murder  of  Dyson  Mallet. 

Having  seen  that  she  went  back  to  bed,  a  little 
exercised  in  mind  because  the  stranger  ap- 
peared nothing  but  a  tramp,  but  satisfied  that 
there  was  nothing  for  her  to  worry  about. 

She  had  not  seen  either  of  the  men  leavo 
the  house. 

The  evidence  .collected  by  the  newspaper 
experts,  however,  showed  that  the  two  men 
had  left  the  house  by  way  of  the  French  win- 
dows, and  had  walked  across  the  lawn  ap- 
parently together.  Their  tracks  across  the  grass, 
walking  side  by  side,  were  quite  plain,  though 
they  were  lost  when  they  came  to  the  field 
path  which  led  eventually  to  the  high  road. 

The  police-court  proceedings  opened  the  next 
day  at  the  sleepy  town  of  Marlingham.  Only 
formal  evidence  of  arrest  was  given,  and  tho 
police  immediately  applied  for  an  adjournment 
of  a  fortnight. 

The  prisoner,  who  accepted  tho  name  of  John 
Galloway,  and  admitted  that  he  was  not  entitled 
to  that  of  Dyson  Mallet,  pleaded  not  guilty. 

The  newspapers  continued,  to  turn  up  new 
evidence  about  the  case  but  warily  now,  know- 
ing the  pitfalls  which  lurk  in  the  words  sub 

John  Galloway  had,  much  to  his  surprise, 
found  himself  represented  in  the  police  court 
by  a  solicitor,  an  able  Marlingjiam  man  named 

He  had  not  instructed  a  solicitor  himself,  hav- 
ing no  money  to  pay  him  with.  Conscious  of 
complete  innocence,  he  had  been  quite  content 
to  allow  the  case  to  go  to  trial,  understanding 
that  the  Crown  woidd  appoint  somebody  to 
dofend  him  in  tho  last  ordeal.  As  to  tho  final 
result  of  this  he  was  not  in  the  least  troubled. 
His  mind  was  sufficiently  full  of  other  matters. 

The  day  after  his  arrest  he  had,  by  permission 
of  tho  prison  authorities,  sent  a  letter  to  Athalio 
Hailtou — duly  censored,  of  course. 

The  letter  contained  only  these  few  sentences. 
In  the  circumstances  Galloway  did  not  think 
he  was  entitled  to  say  more. 

"  I  am  guilty  of  everything  except  tho  murder 
of  Dyson  Mallot.  I  did  deliberately  conceal  my 
own  identity  and  live  under  another  man's  namo 
and  in  his  houso.  I  allowed  you  to  give  trie  your 
friendship  under  a  name  to  which  1  had  no  title. 

But  Mallot  was  my  partner,  and  the  idea 
that  I  should  murder  him  is  inconceivable  He 
camo  to  the  house  that  night.  Our  interview 
was  perfectly  friendly.  His  attitude  towards  my 
deception  was  one  of  surprising  generosity.  Wo 
did  not  quarrel  or  have  a  single  word  of  bitter- 
ness. When  I  left  tho  house  I  left  him  alive, 
and  as  well  as  when  I  first  saw  him. 

"  I  am  not  at  all  anxious  about  tho  outcome 
of  this  case,  and  am  content  to  leave  it  to  tho 
ordinary  course  of  justice  From  you,  however, 
1  expect  belief,  although  perhaps  I  have  not  much 
right  to  expect  it. 

"John  Gaixoway." 

The  letter  was  duly  forwarded,  and  the  prison 
authorities  handed  a  copy  of  it  over  to  the 


No  reply  came  from  Athalie,  nor  did  Gallo- 
way expect  one.  He  might,  however,  have 
been  more  comforted  if  he  could  have  known 
the  circumstances. 

At  the  news  of  John's  arrest,  and  the  charge 
against  him,  Athalie  had  collapsed,  and  for  two 
or  three  days  her  condition  was  alarming. 

Mr.  Railton  had  opened  the  letter  from  GaUo- 
way, and,  exercising  his  parental  discretion, 
had  locked  it  up  in  his  own  desk  and  said  not  a 
word  about  it  to  anybody. 

The  day  after  the  opening  of  the  polio > 
case,  Ransom  the  solicitor,  called  upon  the 

He  was  a  middle-aged  man  who  had  seen  a 
good  deal  of  criminal  practice.  He  looked  at  liis 
client  shrewdly. 

"  Who  instructed  you  to  defend-  me  ?  "  was 
Galloway's  first  question. 

"  I  am  instructed  by  a  friend  of  yours," 
replied  the  solicitor.  "  But,  of  course,  if  you 
have  another  solicitor  whom  you  would  prefer, 
I  am  quite  ready  to  step  out." 

"  I  have  nobody,"  returned  John,  "  and  I 
have  no  money  to  pay  for  my  defence.  I  am 
quite  satisfied  for  you  to'  conduct  my  case,  but  I 
should  like  to  know  who  my  friend  is." 

"  That  I  am  unable  to  tell  you,"  returned 
Mr.  Ransom.    "  I  have  given  a  pledgo  that  I 
will  not  reveal — er — his  name." 
.   Galloway  shrugged  his  shoulders. 

"  Very  well,"  he  said  resignedly.  "  I  am 
very  much  obliged  to  him,  and  1  am  glad  there 
is  somebody  who  believes  in  my  innocence." 

At  the  word  innocence,  Mr.  Hansom  pursed 
his  mouth  slightly. 

"  With  your  permission,"  he  said  slowly  and 
judiciallv,  "  I  propose  to  admit  that  there  was  a 
fight."  * 

"  A  what  ?  "  said  John  startled. 
A  fight.   Tho  man  was  not  shot  or  stabbed, 
but  he  is  knocked  about,  and  there  is  a  nasty 
blow  on  the  head  which  tho  medical  evidence  says 
might  have  been  caused  by  a  blunt  instrument." 

He  smiled  drily. 

"  Seem  to  have  heard  that  expression  before 
somohow.  Very  well,  that  injury  might  easily 
have  been  caused  by  a  fist.  It  will  troublo  tho 
experts  to  prove  that  it  was  not.  There  you  are, 
there  is  my  case.  There  was  a  light,  thoro  was 
plenty  for  you  two  to  right  about.  Manslaughter 
— not  murder.  The  difference  is  tho  difference 
between  the  scaff  ild,  and  say  twelve  months' 
imprisonment,  perhaps  not  so  much.  You 
complicated  matters  by  running  away.  If  you 
had  stayed  and  seen  tho  affair  out,  the  police 
would  not  have  dared  to  bring  a  murder  charge." 

Galloway  stood  up  abruptly. 

"  I  am  sorry,  Mr.  Ransom,  I  -shall  not  1»  able 
to  ask  yovi  to  conduct  my  case." 

"  Why  not  T  " 

"  Because  that  is  not  my  case." 

"  What  lino  do  you  suggest  then  ?  " 

"  I  am  completely  innocent,"  returnod  Gal- 
loway. "  I  did  not  in  any  way  cause  the  death 
of  my  old  partner,  Dyson  Mallot ;  nor  did  1 
contribute  to  it.  When.  I  left  him  ho  was  aJivo 
and  well,  and  I  did  not  run  away  from  him  at  all. 
If  you  represent  me  that  must  bo  your  lino,  and 
I  wish  you  to  put  me  into  the  witness-box 
straight  away." 

"  Hum  !  "  muttered  Mr.  Ransom.  . "  Very 
dangerous  for  you  to  go  into  tho  witness-box 
unless  you  arc  innocent." 

"  If  you  say  that  onco  more,  Mr.  Ransom, 
we  part  company  here,  and  I  will  get  on  without 
a  solicitor,"  said  Galloway. 

Such  was  tho  position  of  affairs  when,  two 
days  before  tho  adjourned  hearing,  Billy 
O'Farrcl  landed  at  Liverpool. 

(C-n    •  •     tn  page  ) 

Picture  Show,  November  bth,  1920. 


(Special  to  the  "Picture  Show.") 


The   Star  WKo  Longs  To  Return   to  England  and  Buy  a  Cosy  House  Along   tke  Thames. 

"  Ha  !    Ha ! 


/  "I  hate  you  !  " 

Longing  for  sympathy. 

WHEN  Marc  MacDermott  decides  he  has  worked 
long  enough  he  will  return  to  England,  find 
a  real  cosy  house  and  farm  somewhere  along 
tho  Thame.?,  and  settle  down  for  good.  Of  course 
we  will  be  glad  to  have  Mare  MacDermott  back 
with  us  again,  but  we  do  hope  he  continues  to 
appear  in  pictures  oven  after  he     settles  down." 

We  believe  Marc  MacDermott  is  really  better 
known  to  tho  picture  world  of  Great  Britain  than 
he  is  to  the  American  public,  for  the  reason  that 
we  have  always  claimed  him  as  one  of  our  own,  and 
wo  have  talked  more  about  him  and  looked  forward 
to  his  appearance  on  the  screen  here. 

Played  With  Mrs.  Pat  Campbell. 

MARC  MacDERMOTT  was  bom  in  Goulburn, 
New  South  Wales.  He  began  his  stage 
career  in  Sydney,  Australia.  He  came  to 
London,  and  appeared  with  Mrs.  Pat.  Campbell 
in  "  The  Second  Mrs.  Tanqueray,"  and  played  the 
lead  with  her  in  a  tour  of  England  of  Sudermann"s 
"  Joy  of  Living." 

Mr.  MacDermott  went  to  America  with  Mrs.  Campbell, 
remaining  there  a  year.  After  his  return  to  England  he 
toured  the  provinces  in  "  Sherlock  Holmes,"  under  the 
management  of  Charles  Frohman.  He  returned  to  the 
United  States,  and  for  one  year  played  with  Richard 
Mansfield.  After  that  he  went  into  motion  pictures, 
boine  engaged  by  the  Edison  Company.  He  was  with 
this  company  six  years. 

Around  the  World  Making  Pictures. 

THIS   clever   actor  admits    that    he    has  enjoyed 
pictures.     He    has  been  sought   out   by  many 
directors,  so  that  he  has   been  idle   very  little. 
He  was  sent  around  the  world  twice  at  the  head  of 
a  company   to  make  scenes  and  pictures  in  various 

"  Each  of  those  trips  took  nine  months,"  he  declared 
to  a  representative  of  the  Picture  Show,  who  was 
visiting  the  big  William  Fox  studios.  "  That  was  some 
years  aao,  and  it  seems  strange  to  me  to  hear  to-day 
the  excitement  that  is  created  in  the  papers  if  a  company 
contemplate?  such  a  .trip.  Recalling  those  trips  is  odd, 
because  on  the  second  trip  Charley  Brabin  was  the  pro- 
ducer, and  here  I  am  to-day  being  directed  by  Charley 
Brabin  in  a  new  Fox  picture." 

Films  In  Which  He  Has  Appeared. 

MR.  MacDERMOTT  spent  two  years  with  Vita- 
graph,  being  starred  in  '"  Babbette,"  "  The 
Sixteenth  Wife,"  and  "  The  Price  of  Fame." 
''Mary  Jones's  Pa,"  which  was  called  "The  Beloved 
Vagabond  "  in  England.  A  year's  illness  kept  him  out 
of  pictures.  Then  he  played  in  "  The  Thirteenth  Chair," 
and  was  with  Norma  Talmadge  in  "The  Blue  Moon." 
Under  B."  A.  Rolphe,  he  appeared  in  "  The  Red  Virgin  " 
and  "  Even  as  Eve."  He  had  appeared  in  Fox  pictures 
before,  and  so  when  tho  Fox  Company  was  preparing  to 
make  "  Kathleen  Mavourneen,"  Mr.  MacDermott  was 
picked  for  the  squire.  He  did  a  splendid  piece  of 
work.  His  acting  is  always  of  the  best,  because  Marc 
MacDermott  takes  a  pride  in  doing  his  best,  in  fact, 
doing  things  just  right  is  his  big  hobby. 

Then  he  was  engaged  for  the  big  Fox  special  produc- 
tion, "  While  New  York  Sleeps."  This  is  one  of  the  most, 
powerful  pictures  of  the  year,  ft  shows  three  phases  of 
New  York's  darker  side.  In  the  first  Mr.  MacDermott 
is  a  tramp,  in  the  second  he  is  a  man-about-town,  and 
in  the  third  phases  MacDermott  gives  one  of  the  greatest 
pieces  of  acting  ever  shown  on  the  screen.  He  sits  in  a 
chair  by  a  fireside,  dumb,  cannot  hear,  cannot  move  his 
body.  But  the  acting  with  the  eye?  alone  will  cause 
MacDermott  to  live  long  and  distinctly  in  the  minds  of, 
the  people  who  see  this  remarkable  picture. 

When  He  Comes  to  England. 

HE  was  at  work  in  another  big  Fox  picture  when  the 
Picture  Show  representative  called  on  him. 
They  sat  on  a  piece  of  furniture  that  was  part 
of  a  "set,"  and  talked  about  Mr.  MaeDermolt's  return 
to  England. 

"  Yes,"  he  said,  "  I  want  to  go  back  there  and  get  a 
house  somewhere  on  the  Thames  and  settle  down.  Oh, 
don't  laugh  !  I  realise  that  houses  are  as  scarce  as  heu's 
teeth  just  now  but  in  five  years'  time  England  will  be 
back  in  her  old  stride.  I  feel  that  I  would  like  to  sit 
down  and  rest,  and  to  me  a  home  along  the  Thames  is 
more  restful  than  anything  I  can  think  of. 

"  I  hope  when  I  get  to  England  I  will  be  able  to 
write  a  story  about  pictures  in  the  States  for  Picture 
Show.  In  the  meantime  give  my  best  wishes  to  all  your 


If  you  wish  to  write  to  him,  address  your  letter: 

Care  of  Fox  Studios, 

1401,  North  Western  Avenue, 
Los  Angeles, 

California,  U.S.A. 

"  I  don't  trust  you. 

"  How  do  you  do  ?' 


Picture  Show,  November  bth,  1920. 

"  The  Price  gfs  Honour."  (ContPZueV)rom 
The  Coming  of  Billy  O'Farrel. 

BILLY  O'FARREL  was  Galloway's  partner 
and  Dyson  Mallet's  partner. 

When  the  other  two,  tired  out  with 
their  luck  or  lack  of  it,  had  left  the  Calamity 
Jano  in  North  Rhodesia,  with  a  small  opinion 
of  gold  mines  in  general,  and  their  own  in 
particular,  Billy  O'Farrel  had  remained  behind, 

Ho  had  remained  behind  to  toil  and  moil 
and  sweat  in  the  tunnels  of  the  well -named 
Calamity  Jane.  Now  he,  too,  had  come  homo 
to  look  for  his  partners. 

Ho  had  not  even  heard  of  the  disaster  to  the 
Sweet  Alice.  The  name  brought  nothing  to 
him,  because  he  did  not  know  the  name  of  the 
boat  in  which  his  two  friends  had  travelled 

The  newspaper  boy  did  not  call  every  morn- 
ing at  the  door  of  the  Calamity  Jane,  and,  in 
fact,  no  newspaper  of  any  sort  happened  along 
in  Billy's  direction. 

When  he  got  down  to  Capetown  and  put 
himself  in  touch  with  the  events  of  the  day,  the 
story  of  the  wreck  of  the  Sweet  Alice  was 
ancient  history  and  he  heard  nothing  about  it. 

Consequently  when  he  landed  at  Liverpool, 
and  learned  that  one  of  his  two  partners  was 
dead,  and  the  other  was  on  trial  for  murdering 
him.  it  was  news  indeed. 

Billy  was  a  partner  and  a  friend  of  the  first 

He  had  many  things  to  do,  things  of  import- 
ance. But  he  dropped  everything.  This  busi- 
ness of  his  two  partners  became  instantly  the 
ehief  matter  for  him.  Before  doing  anything 
else  he  must  clear  Galloway  of  this  absurd 

Ho  thought  it  would  be  the  simplest  thing 
in  the  world,  being  himself  a  simple  soul. 

Ho  appeared  suddenly  before  the  police  at 
Marlingham,  and  was  interviewed  by  an  inspec- 
tor who  had  the  case  in  hand,  or  said  he  had. 

"  This  man  is  innocent,"  said  Billy  briskly. 
"  Why,  of  course,  he's  innocent  !  The  thing 
is  absurd  I  tell  you.  John  Galloway  would 
rescue  a  cockchafer  out  of  his  tea  and  let  it  go 
again  sooner  than  kill  it." 

*'  Very  interesting,"  said  the  inspector. 
"  But  you  see,  Mr.  O'Farrel,  that  is  not  evidence. 
What  do  you  know  about  the  prisoner  and  the 
dead  man  ?  " 

"  Why,  I  know  all  about  them,"  said  Billy, 
with  vivacity.  "  I — I've  lived  with  them  both 
in  a  hole  in  "the  ground  for  years.  For  years  I 
tell  you  !  And  if  you  want  to  know  a  man 
inside  and  outside,  you  live  with  him  in  a  hole 
in  the  ground  for  years  and  years.  Then  you'll 
know  him,  and  you  won't  know  him  before. 
Take  that  straight  from  me." 

"  Very  interesting,  Mr.  O'Farrel,"  said  the 
inspector  soothingly.  "  Where  were  you  when 
the  murder  was  committed  ?  " 

"  In  Rhodesia— no,  on  the  high  seas  on  my 
way  back  from  Rhodesia,"  said  Billy. 

"  Ah  !  Then  I  don't  see  that  you  can  have 
anything  to  say  about  the  matter  of  any 
weight  at  all." 

"  But  I  tell  you  the  man  is  innocent."  per- 
sisted Billy.    ''  Isn't  there  any  weight  in  that  ?  " 

"  Very  little,"  returned  the  inspector.  "  Of 
course,  you  can,  if  you  like,  give  evidence  with 
regard  to  Galloway's  character  when  he  was  in 
Rhodesia  with  you,  though  I  don't  see  that  it 
could  do  him  much  good.  Nevertheless,  I  will 
take  your  address,  and  hand  it  to  those  in  charge 
of  the  ease.  The  adjourned  hearing  is  the  day 
after  to-morrow,  if  you  wish  to  be  present." 

Billy  left  the  address  of  his  hotel  in  London, 
and  extracted  a  private  promiso  from  the  in- 
spector that  he  would  send  him  a  wire  if  there 
were  any  interesting  developments  before  the 
adjourned  hearing  came  on. 

Billy  O'Farrel,  however,  was  not  the-  man  to 
leave  the  matter  at  this.  Ho  was  disappointed, 
because  ho  had  imagined  that  after  ho  had  made 
his  statement  to  the  police,  Galloway  would 
at  once  bo  produced,  and  he  would  walk  away 
with  him  arm  in  arm. 

As  it  wa9  things  did  not  look  vory  promising. 
So  Billy  paid  a  visit  to  Dyson  Mallet's  house, 
where  he  interviewed  Mrs.  Weston  and  gavo 
that  lady  the  same  assurance  as  he  had  given 
to  the  police. 

Subsequently  he  went  post  haste  to  London, 
where  he  plunged  in  and  out  of  the  otlico  doors 
of  leading  (inns  of  solicitors  ;  and  even  cornered 

»  great  criminal  counsel,  who  listened  to  his 
vehement  arguments  and  protestations  with 
far  more  courtesy  than  Billy  was,  perhaps, 
entitled  to. 

Finally,  nobody  held  out  to  him  the  slightest 
hope  that  he  would  be  able  to  do  anything  to 
help  his  much  loved  friend  and  partner  in  his 
hour  of  trial.  So  the  same  evening  he  rushed 
back  to  Marlingham,  and  nightfall  found  him 
wandering  in  Brandon  woods,  near  the  spot 
where  Mallet's  body  had  been  found. - 

And  here,  under  a  great  beech  tree,  he  found 
a  girl  on  her  knees  weeping. 

When  Billy,  with  his  ready  sympathy  for 
any  human  creature  in  distress,  touched  the 
girl  on  the  shoulder,  she  turned  a  blanched 
tear-wet  face  up  to  him. 

Billy  was  not  old  enough  to  be  her  father, 
but  he  was  ten  years  her  senior  and  looked  more. 

"  What  is  the  matter,  my  dear  ?  "  he  asked 

A  flood  of  sobs  answered  him,  and  mingled 
with  them  ho  caught  the  name  of  Dyson  Mallet. 

At  once  Billy  became  on  the  alert.  He  sat 
down  on  a  bole  of  the  tree,  and  waited  until  sho 
had  had  her  cry  out.  Then  he  spoke  to  her, 
and  there  was  something  in  his  voice,  some 
magnetic  quality  of  manly  tenderness  and 
sympathy  with  sin  and  frailty,  which  made  her 
reach  out  to  him  blindly. 

"  What  is  your  name  ?  "  he  asked  quietly. 

"  Alice  Mercer,"  replied  the  girl. 

"  I  don't  know  who  you  are,"  continued 
Billy,  "  but  you  have  just  spoken  the  name  of 
a  friend  of  mine,  a  friend  and  partner  of  many 
years — who  is  now  dead." 

"  Dyson  Mallet — you  are  his  friend  ?  "  said  the 
girl  breathlessly,  her  wide  eyes  searching  his  face. 

"  My  name  is  O'Farrel,  Billy  O'Farrel.  I 
was  Dyson's  partner.  I  have  just  come  from 
Rhodesia,  where  wo  worked  a  mine  claim 
together  called  the  Calamity  Jane." 

"  Yes,  yes,"  whispered  the  girl,    "  I  have 


begin  the  thrilling  story  of 


in  which 


the  world-famous  boxer,  takes  the  star 
part  in  the  screen  play  soon  to  be  released 
by  the  Ideal  Film  Company. 
"  THE  WONDER  MAN  "  is  a  tale  of 
Don't  miss  the  Story  in  next  Monday's 
It  will  make  you  appcgi/iate  the  photo- 
play more  when  you  sec  it  on  the  scree:i. 

heard  of  it  and  of  you.  He  often  spoke  of  you 
in  his  letters.  Oh,  and  now  he  is  dead,  and  will 
never  speak  to  mo  again." 

"  You — you  were  in  love  with  him  ?  "  said 
Billy,  in  a  very  low  voice. 

The  girl  held  her  head  up,  turned  her  face  to 
him  proudly. 

"  Yes,"  she  said.  "  He  promised  to  marry 
me  when  ho  came  home.  1  believe  he  would 
have  done." 

"  I  believe  so,  too,"  said  Billy,  and  hoped 
the  untruth  might  bo  forgiven  him.  "Now 
listen,"  he  continued.  "  Dyson  was  my 
partner.  There  were  three  of  us  in  the  Calamity 
Jane.  The  other  is  the  man  who  stands  charged 
with  Dyson's  murder.  His  name  is  Galloway, 
and  although  I  cannot  prove  it,  I  know  as  well 
as  I  know  anything,  that  Galloway  did  not 
murder  or  kill  his  old  partner." 

"  I  know  he  did  not,    said  the  girl  quickly. 

Billy  concealed  a  start. 

"  Do  yon  know  who  killed  him  t  " 

"  Yes.  No — oh,  no  !  How  can  I  say  such 
a  thing  !  I  know  nothing,  like  you  ;  but — 
but  " 

"  There  is  something  in  your  mind  that  is 
troubling  you  ?  " 

"  Yes,  that  is  it,"  she  answered  slowly. 

"  Will  you  tell  me  about  it  t  said  Billy. 
"  You  are  not  speaking  to  the  police.  You  can 
look  on  this  place  as  a  confessional  if  that  helps 
you  any.  But  think.  Remember  thore  is  a 
man  on'trial  for  his  life,  and  I  know,  and  I  think 
you  know  also,  that  he  is  innocent.  I  may  bo 
able  to  help  you.    Two  heads  are  better  than 

one.  I  am  the  partner  of  both  men,  and  foi 
that  reason  I  am  your  friend." 

"  I  know  nothing,"  said  the  girl,  lowering  her 
head.  "  But — but  I  believe  Jack  Belcher 
did  it.  I  don't  think  it  was  murder.  Jack 
Belcher  would  not  do  that  if  he  was  in  his 
right  mind.  But  I  believe  there  may  have 
been  a  fight." 

"  Who  is  Jack  Belcher  ?  " 

"  He  lives  in  the  village,"  continued  the  girl. 
"  He  is  in  love  with  me  ;  has  been  for  years. 
Oh,  1  have  been  very  wicked,  and  it  is  my 
fault.  When  it  seemed  that  Dyson  was  never 
coming  back,  and — and  sometimes  he  did  not 
write  to  me  for  six  months  at  a  time,  I  let  Jack 
think  I  was  in  love  with  him  a  bit. 

"  Then  when  Dyson  was  rescued  from  the  sea 
and  brought  back  here  ill,  I  told  Jack  the  truth 
and  sent  him  away.  I  told  him  I  had  never 
loved  him,  but  had  always  loved  Mr.  Mallet. 

"  He  was  almost  mad  with  jealousy,  and 
swore  he  would  kill  Dyson.  Of  course,  that  was 
not  Dyson  who  was  brought  to  the  house,  but 
I  thought  it  was  at  first.  I  went  there  one 
night  to  see  him,  and  while  we  were  standing 
in  the  room,  a  shot  was  fired.  It  smashed  a 
mirror  over  the  mantelpiece." 

"  Who  fired  the  shot  ?  "  asked  Billy  sternly. 

"  Jack  Belcher.  He  confessed  it  afterwards 
to  me.  He  was  poaching  and  had  the  gun  in 
his  hand  when  he  saw  me  with  Mr.  Galloway, 
whom  he  thought  was  Dyson.  He  said  he  did 
not  fire  the  shot  to  hit  us,  but  to  frighten  me. 
But  I  was  not  sure. 

"  I  believe  after  that  he  lay  in  wait  for  him, 
still  believing  him  to  he  Mallet,  although  I 
told  him  he  was  not.  That  is  all  1  know,  but 
I  believe  he  met  this  man  and  learned  that  he 
was  Mallet,  and — there  was  a  fight,  perhaps." 

Billy  O'Farrel  found  Jack  Belcher  in  his 

Although  the  hour  was  nearing  midnight, 
the  man  was  sitting  up  in  the  little  room  which 
opened  on  to  the  village  street.  A  tiny  lamp 
was  burning,  and  through  the  window,  before 
entering,  O'Farrel  saw  the  man  sitting  at  the 
table  with  his  elbows  on  it  and  his  face  buried 
in  his  hands. 

When    Billy    O'Farrel   entered   softly  and 
closed  the  door  behind  him,  the  man  started 
up  with  a  face  like  chalk. 
•  Then  he  shook  his  big  shoulders  and  folded 
his  arms  across  his  chest  with  a  rough  dignity. 

"  You  have  come  for  me  ?  "  he  said. 

O'Farrel  nodded. 

"  Right,"  he  said  ;  and  it  seemed  that  the 
long  breath  ho  drew  was  one  of  relief.    "  I  am 


"  One  minute,"  said  Billy.  "  You  are 
making  a  mistake.  You  think  I  am  a  policeman 
or  a  detective.    I  am  nothing  of  the  sort."  « 

"  Who  are  you,  then  ?  " 

"  I  am  Dyson  Mallet's  partner  and  John 
Galloway's  partner.  You  admit  that  I  have 
a  right  to  interest  myself  in  this  matter  ?  " 

The  man  nodded  grimly. 

"  You  know  that  John  Galloway  did  not  kill 
his  old  partner  ?  "  said  Billy. 

"  I  know  it,"  said  Belcher.  "  I  killed  him. 
I'm  glad  you've  come.  Mind  you,  I  would 
never  have  let  an  innocent  man  go  to  his  trial, 
but  I  was  trying  to  hang  it  out  until  after  the 
next  proceedings  at  the  police-court  to  see  how 
things  shaped.  But  I  don't  think  I  could  havo 
held  out  much  longer. 

"  You're  his  partner,  so  I'll  tell  you.  Then 
we'll  go  to  tho  police  together.  They  can't 
hang  me,  and  I  don't  mind  much  if  they  do. 

We  quarrelled  about  a  girl.  I  was  hanging 
about  the  house  and  I  met  this  man  coming 
out  and  followed  him  to  Brandon  Woods.  He 
admitted  he  was  Dyson  Mallot.and  whon  wespoko 
of  the  girl  ho  laughed  at  me  and  taunted  me. 

"  We  fought  out  there  in  the  woods  like  two 
dogs.  It  was  a  fair  fight,  with  only  our  baro 
fists  for  weapons,  and  he  stood  up  to  me  well 

"There  must  havo  been  something  tho  matter 
with  him.  I  knocked  him  down,  only  once, 
and — it  was  all  up  with  him.  He  died  in  n»y 
arms.  I  have  hit  many  a  man  harder  without 
any  harm  coming  of  it. 

Then  I  got  frightened  and  ran  away. 
That's  where  I  made  my  mistake.  Now  I  am 
ready  to  go  to  Marlingham  with  you." 

An  hour  later  the  two  men  walked  into  tho 
police-station  at  Marlingham,  and  Jack  Belcher 
gave  himself  up. 

(  The  conclusion  of  this  splendid  story  next 

Picture  Show,  Xovemlcr  &ih,  1920. 


Trie  Petite  Star  WUk  Glorious 

Co|>t>er  Coloured  Hair. 

f ARGARITA  FISHER  commenced  her  career  at 
the  ape  of  eight  in  a  play  called  "  The  Celebrated 
Case."    She   made  instantaneous  success,  and 
afterwards  her  father  included  her  in  his  travelling 
stock  company.    At  the  age  of  twelve  she  was  quite  a 
well-known  little  actress. 

She  remained  on  the  stage  some  time  after  her  father's 
death,  and  then  entered  pictures  with  the  Selig  Company. 

Her  Screen  Successes. 

SOME  of  her  screen  successes  are.:  "The  Little  Girl 
Who  Wouldn't  Crow  Up,"  "  The  Butterfly  QU," 
"  Jilted  Janet,"  "  The  Mantle  of  Charity,"  "  The 
Devil's  Assistant,"  and  "  Money  Isn't  Everything." 

Her  Beautiful  Hair. 

MARGARITA  is  petite,  being  only  five  feel  in  hei; 
One  of  her  chief  charms  is  her  lovely 
hair,  which  is  very  thick  and  wavy, 
and  of  a  glorious  copper  tone. 

She  is  one  of  the  best-dressed  stars  on  the 
screen,  and  for  each  new  production  she 
always  obtains  an  entirely  new  wardrobe; 
so.  a<  you  can  imagine,  she  has  a  most 
beautiful    and    costly     collection  of 
gowns.    By  the  way,  Miss  Fisher  designs 
all  her  own  frocks,  and  I  am  sure  you 
will  agree  that  if  she  were  not  a 
cinema  star  she  could   easily  earn 
her  living  as  S  dress  designer. 

Likes  Motoring.  But  

ARGARITA  is  a  home-loving   girl,  and 
spends  every  moment  there  that  can  be 
spared  from  the  studio. 
She  lives  in  a  delightful  bungalow  with  her  mother 
and  sister. 

She  is  very  fond  of  music  and  reading,  and  likes  motor- 
ing, although  she  has  the  moral  courage  to  confess  that 
she  doesn't  like  to  drive  herself.  She's'afraid. 


Margarita  is  here  seen  wearing  a  beautiful 
model  of  a  for  coat  over  an  evening  frock 
that  she  designed  herself. 

Photographed  with  her  motor  and  her  beautiful  collie  dog. 


ricturt  S/io 


"My  Most  Difficult  Scenes." 

"  HfHlS  incident  occurred  in  the  early 
days  o£  film  production. 

*'  We  had  hired  a  yacht  at 
Southend,  and  it  was  moored  at  the  end 
of  the  long  pier.  We  got  to  work  and  took 
several  scenes  successfully  with  the  aid  of 
some  smoke  rockets.  Then  we  found  our 
supply  of  '  smoke  '  had  run  out.  There 
was  no  time  to  obtain  further  supplies.  1  n 
(ho  next  scene  I  wanted  to  show  the  skipper 
of  the  vessel  shouting  orders  through  a 
megaphone,  in  a  dense  cloud  of  smoke  and 
flamss  from  blazing  timber.  This  I  con- 
tiived,  more  or  less  effectively,  by  placing 
some  yards  of  film  in  a  bucket,  attaching 
it  to  a  wire,  and  dancing  the  flam<  •;  up  into 
the  scene  in  front  of  the  camera,  and  at 
the  same  time,  having  discovered  some 
brown  paper,  I  waved  the  smouldering 
paper  out  of  range  of  the  camera.  All 
went  well  until  some  burning  film  got  loose 
and  began  playing  round  the  feet  of  the 
unfortunate  actor  who  was  taking  the 
part  of  the  '  skipper.'  Before  long  he 
began  to  feel  a  little  warmer  than  was 
comfortable  about  the  feet,  and,  although 
he  was  still  in  ignorance  as  to  the  real 
situation,  he  began  jerking  his  feet  in  the 
most  absurd  manner,  and-  we  had  to 
finish  taking  the  scene  with  the  '  skipper  ' 
dancing  about,  to  the  vast  amusement  of 
the  thousands  of  spectators  on  the  pier- 
head. Fortunately  no  one  was  hurt,  and 
the  scene  turned  out  a  success,  but  this 
was  in  the  early  days,  and  I  am  afraid 
this  sort  of  thing  would  not  pass  muster 


Wilfred  Xoy. 

I'hoto  :  Hooter  Art  Studios. 
REX  INGRAHAM,  one  of  the  forces  at 
.work  in  the  Metro  Studios. 

*      Films  to  Win  Health. 

CAN  the  motion  picture  break  up  the 
rule  of  sickness  and  insanity  in 
the  world  ?  Mr.  Clermont,  president 
of  Clermont  Photo-plays,  believes  that, 
by  proper  presentation  of  the  subject 
through  the  modium  of  films,  the  next 
generation  would  be  practically  free  of 
disease  and  insanity,  and  so  efficient 
that  poverty  would  be  a  thing  of  tho  past. 

It  is  a  big  claim,  but  Mr.  Clermont 
holds  that  ignorance  aJone  is  the  cause 

of  90  per  cent,  of  the  physical  and  mental 
disorders  of  the  race,  and  he  declares 
that  if  this  be  true,  the  cure  is  obvious. 
He  would,  therefore,  begin  with  the 
child  in  kindergarten,  teaching  hygiene 
by  means  of  pictures,  supplemented  by 
actual  practice  in  the  school  and  the 
home.  As  the  child  grew,  he  would  take 
up  the  more  complex  problems. 

Things  We  Can  Learn. 

IT  is  a  fact  that  not  one  person  out  of 
five  thousand  knows  sufficient  about 
his  physical  body  and  its  functions, 
and  it  is  this  terrible  ignorance  that 
Mr.  Clermont  thinks  could  bo  dispelled 
by  the  assistance  of  tho  motion  picture. 
He  believes  that  care  of  the  health  and 
development  of  the  body  should  be  a 
matter  of  knowledge  of  "the  individual, 
and  not  of  a  class,  and  he  intends  to 
begin  work  immediately  and  make  it  a 
world-wide  activity.  It  cannot  be  disputed 
that  films  constitute  the  best  medium 
to  do  this  invaluable  work  quickly,  and, 
sooner  or  later,  there  is  certain  to  be 
big  developments  along  these  lines. 

Producer  and  Star. 

THE    following    letter,    received  from 
"  Uliss,"  makes  an  interesting  con- 
tribution to  the  topic  "  Producer  or 
Star,"  which  I  discussed  recently.  My 
correspondent  writes  : 

"  I  most  certainly  think  that  the 
producer  should  have  his  share  of  publicity 
and  the  praise  or  blame  it  entails,  and 
also  the  publicity  manager,  taking,  for 
instance,  a  man  like  Mr.  Alec  Braid,  of 
whom  I  never  knew  till  a  few  weeks  ago, 
when  his  photo  was  published  in  the 
PiercitE  Show — of  which  I  have  been 
a  reader  almost  siuce  it  came  out — and 
whoso  work  is  just  as  important  as  the 
photographer,  art  director,  etc.,  whose 
names  are  usually  mentioned  in  the  cast. 
But  1  also  think  that  the  full  cast 
should  be  published  in  all  photo-plays, 
as,  though  many  people  go  to  see  the 
play,  many  also  go  to  see  a  favourite 
sometimes  a  minor  actor  or  actress 
whose  name  is  not  always  mentioned 
in  the  cast. . 

"  I  consider  Mr.  Maurice  Elvcy  one 
of  the  finest  British  producers,  and  a 
man  we  ought  all  to  be  proud  of.  I 
have  never  seen  a  bad  Stoll  film  yet. 
I  think  thero  is  a  great  future  ahead 
for  first-class  British  films,  and  the 
best  of  luck  to  them  ;  and  that  future 
will  not  be  harmed  by  the  producer 
being  advertised.  And  I  should  like 
to  see,  not  '  Producer  or  Star,'  but 
'  Producer  and  Star.'  " 

What  have  other  readers  to  say  t 

Lessons  We  Learn  From  the 

Success  M  only  failure  with  a  new  coat 
oj  paint. 

•  •  • 

'filings  are  Jrequcntly  painted  red  by  the 
green-eyed  monster. 

•  ♦  • 

One  cannot  succeed  without  merit,  yet  all 
who  have  merit  do  not  succeed. 

•  •  • 

The  peacemaker  is  applauded  by  every- 
body except  the  Jcllow  who  is  getting  the 
best  oj  the  fight. 

*  •  • 

Indigention  will  always  harden  the  heart 
oj  the  average  man. 

•  •  • 

A  man  may  find  a  woman's  eyes 
beautiful  and  never  know  the  exact  colour 
of  I  he  in. 

AKE-LP  is  a  very  important  point  where  the 
him  world  is  concerned. 
It  would  be  very  ludicrous  to  see  a  man  in 
every  day  life  running  about  with  a  huge  Dowder-mitf  h»t  .  film 
actor  would  be  quite  lo*  without  his  g He 7s  just  as  Particular 
about  it  as  "  my  lady  "  is  about  her  vanity  wse^xcent  thaf 
with  him  it  Is  a  matter  of  business  only  <*ccpt  tnat 

Although  make-up  is  very  important,  the  person  who  thinko 
getting  into  the  movies  is  only  a  matter  of  the  proper  u^eof 
cosmetics,  is  badly  mistaken.  proper  use  ot 

In  fact,  some  of  the  screen's  best  stars  would  look  a  nart  nn<l 
play  it  nearly  as  convincingly  without  anv  make-unat  all  h it  the 
camera  and  the  powerful  studio  lights  w6uUl  do  oncer thin™ 
their  features  without  the  balanUg  apphcaUon'of  cream  and 
the  indispensable  powder-puff.  "  OI  ae*m  *na 


Show  Aht  Siiiti.Emjnt,  N  nvrmhn  6/A,  l')2<>. 

1 1 i«:k  Picture  for  his  \ 


PiCTCRI  Show  Aht  SrPHJBKEKT,  IVnnmOer  bth.  1920. 

tit  Tivc 


l  Tresbams 

— i 

THE  famous  stage  play,  produced  and 
starred  in  by  Martin  Harvey,  has 
now  been  made  into  a  film  play, 
with  the  eminent  actor  in  the  part  he 
created  as  "The  Rat."  It  is  a  story  of 
the  Civil  W-vrs  in  England,  when  Charles 
the  First  was  on  the  throne,  and  the 
shadow  of  Oliver  Cromwell  over  the 
land.  A  story  abounding  with  thrill> 
and  heroism,  with  a  strong  vein  of 
romance  ;  written  of  one  of  the  most 
fascinating    times    in    British  history 





H*'  has  a  t>-ntU-r 
spot  iii  his  heart 
for  children 
<•  1 1  and  they 
/  I!  lik.-hiin 

A  friend 
in  need 
a  friend 
indeed  " 

I'll*'  thrilling  due!  scene 
r*-miiiiscMi  t  of  the 
r.inions  painting,  "Fi>i 
h«*  had  Sp'tUt  n  Lightly 

nf  .1  Woman's  Nime  M 

H  »'  r.  lusf! 
Ml  to  b»tny  hu 

'JlrlrDils  FTM 

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tber  bib,  1920. 




  .  .^j 

There  was  a  lull  between  the  scenes  of^T^ 
"  Stop  .Thief."  so  IRENE  RICH  stole 
away  to  freshen  her  make-up.  RAYMOND 
HATTON,  who  is  the  bridegroom  in  this 
Sim.  is  seen  on  the  left.  He  does  not 
mean  to  have  powder  on  his  suit,  so  he 
pots  on  a  long  overall  before  starting 
operations  with  his  enormous  powder-pull. 


THERE  were  six  of  us  in  Peggy  Hy land's 
pretty  drawing-room,  but  there 
seemed — oh,  far  more  !  Because 
I  think  I'egpy  embodies  so  many  per- 
sonalities in  her  own  little  self.  And  yet 
all  the  time  she  ia  herself,  and  no  one  else. 
This  is  subtle,  and  I  leave  you  to  work 
it  out  for  yourselves. 

I'eggy — I  feel  justified  in  calling  her  thus, 
since  she  is  "  our  own  little  Britisher  " — 
is  very  dainty  and  quite  small  (in  a  flippant 
moment  she  measured  herself,  and  found 
she  was  barely  five  :e  t  one).  Hence  she 
can  flit  about  like  a  fairy  and  laugh  like 
a  happy  child  with  impunity.  She  ia  both 

fairy  and  child.    And  yet  

Perish  the  illusion  !  For  here  we  have 
a  serious-minded  woman,  surveying  the 
world  from  her  armchair  with  grave  but 
kindly  eyes  ;  generous  in  her  estimates, 
tolerant  in  her  opinions  ;  keen,  tremen- 
dously  keen  about  life,  and  her  work  in  it ; 
clever,  energetic,  efficient. 

Peggy  Talks  of  Her  Films. 

IT  is  just  at  this  juncture  that  I  am  in 
danger  of  committing  some  banality 
about  beauty  and  brains — especially 
when  they  are  under  such  a  very  cute  little 
hat  ;  when  Peggy  bursts  out  laughing  at 
the  serious  expression  my  face  has  bor- 
rowed from  her  own,  and  demands  : 
Won't  I  come  over  and  sit  beside  her  on 
the  settee  ?  And,  oh,  won't  I  have  a 
chocolate  ?  And  I  awake  from  my  reverie 
to  find  the  guests  departed  and  my  tea 

I  am  not,  however,  to  be  coaxed  into 

"  Tell  me,"  I  say,  with  an  utter  lack  of 
originality,  "  what  you  have  been  doing 
with  yourself  lately." 

"  Well,"  says  Miss  Peggy,  immediately 
grown  serious,  "  I  have  made  two  Samuel  - 
son  films  since  my  return  to  England,  and 
in  doing  so  have  accomplished  something 
1  have  never  done  before.    The  first  film 
wa3  a  screen  version  of  Countes* 
Barcynska's  novel,  "  The  Honey  Pot "  ; 
the  second,   "  Love  Maggie,"  by  the 
same  authoress,  was  its  sequel.  This 
is  the  first  time  I  have  appeared  in 
a  film  sequel  whose  story  was  also  the 
complement    of   a    previous  novel. 
'  Love   Maggie,'    by   the    way,  has 
been  rather  held  up  by  the  weather." 

"  Do  you  think  we  shall  ever  get 
over  the  problem  of  our  climate,  Miss 
Hyland  ?  " 

"  I  don't  see  why  not.  Though  you 
may  find  it  difficult  to  believe,  I  havo 
always  worked  under  artificial  light, 
even  in  California,  where  the  sunlight 
is  so  perfeet.    So  I  do  not  see  why  the 
same  thing  should  not  be  a  success 
e.    You  see,  it's  this  way  :  A  shaft 
of  sunshine  may  light  up  a  set  in  an 
ideal  way.  but,  unfortunately,  it  is  not 
stationary,    and    by    the    time  the 
scene  has  been  rehearsed  to  the  director's 
satisfaction   it   has  probably  shifted  to 
quite  another  angle — and  effect.  Hence 
orti.X'ial  light  is  essential." 

Miss  Hyland   Discusses  the  Film 

MISS    HYLAND    is    interested,  not 
merely  in  the  acting  end  of  the  film 
business,   but  the  industry  as  a 
whole,  particularly   in  the  wide  oppor- 
tunities it  offers  to  people  of  diverse 

"  The  film  industry  has  opened  up  a 
huge  field  for  women,"  slie  remarked  to 
me,  "  and  when  an  ambitious  girl  comes  to 
me  for  advice  on  '  How  to  Become  a  Film 
Star,'  I'm  always  inclined  to  ask  her 
whether  she  has  considered  the  promising 
prospects  of  the  other  branches  of  the 
profession.  The  way  of  a  star  is  hard, 
'  and  (comparatively)  few  there  be  who 
find  it,'  but  there  are  ample  opportunities 
for  bright  girls  to  achieve  both  success 

and  money  in  studio  positions  which  are 
less  glittering,  perhaps,  but  quite  as 
essential  as  the  star's.  Take  scenario 
^writing  and  editing,  for  instance.  Suggest 
this  branch  of  the  business  to  a  girl  who 
ia  seeking  to  act  when  Nature  designed 
her  to  write,  and  you  will  see  a  little  gleam 
of  suspicion  enter  her  eye.  '  Oh,  it's  such 
hard  work  I  '  she  sighs.  Of  eourss  it'a 
hard  work.  Everything  worth  doing  is 
hard  work.  And  yet  how  profitable 
scenario  writing  is.  Three  women  ia 
particular  I  know  have  done  exceedingly 
well  in  this  direction — Ouida  Begere,  Mary 
Marillo  and  Eve  Unsell.  Miss  Mariilo  is 
an  Knglish  girl,  and  quito  young. 

"Then  there  are  the  positions  o',  art 
director  and  wardrobe  supervisor.  Theie, 
surely,  is  work  for  clever  women,  and  when 
it  comes  to  designing  and  dressing  a  set, 
who  should  be  better  qualified  for  the  job 
than  an  artist,  who  is  also  a  woman  T 

"  Film  cutting  is  another  very  important 
branch  of  the  film  business  in  which  many 
a  smart  woman  could  excel  if  she  chose, 
but  I  can  imagine  quite  a  number  of 
'screen-struck'  girls  turning  up  their 
noses  at  the  mere  suggestion  that  they 
should  attempt  such  a  thing.  And  yet  it  i* 
one  of  the  most  interesting,  and  certainly 
one  of  the  most  important  department* 
of  the  industry.  It  takes  real  genius  to  be 
a  successful  film-cutter,  for  the  making 
or  the  marring  of  the  picture  is  in  your 

"  There  are  few  women  directors  at 
present,     and — to     my  knowledge — no 
camera-girls  '  ;     but    here    again  are 
positions  which  women  might  fill  credit- 


Peggy's  Message  to  "  Picture  Show  " 

BEFORE    I     left     her,    "our  little 
Britisher  "  gave  me  a  special  message 
for  that  large  section  of  her  publio 
here  'in  the  Old  Country  : 

"  Tell  them,"  she  said,  "  how  glad  I 
am  to  be  among  them  again,  and  give  every 
one  of  them  my  love,  and  sincere  apprecia- 
tion of  all  the  letters  they  send  me.  I 
always  take  note  of  their  criticisms,  and 
consider  their  correspondence  a  great 
compliment,  and  in  return  am  delighted  to 
answer  my  mail  personally  and  send  pic- 
tures whenever  they  are  requested." 

May  Herschel  Clares. 


Picture  Show,  November  bth,  1920. 




WHEN  Ben  Trimble  left  the  litUe  village 
of  Tilton  for  New  York,  he  had,  in 
addition  to  .his  fare  and  a  few  dollars 
for  travelling  expenses,  one  thousand  dollars 
hidden  between  his  socks  and  the  inner  soles  of 
his  boots. 

Exactly  eighty  minutes  after  landing  in  the 
big  city  he  had  been  robbed  of  every  cent. 

The  truth  that  New  York  was  a  hard  city 
to  a  stranger  was  bored  into  Ben's  muddled 
mind  as  he  sat  on  the  ground  in  a  dirty  alle  y 
in  one  oT  the  worst  quarters  of  the  East  Side, 
on  the  precise  spot  where  he  had  landed  when 
thrown  out  of  the  tenement  behind  him. 

As  Ben  felt  his  battered  head  and  bruised 
limbs  he  tried  to  piece  together  the  story  of  his 
adventures  since  leaving  the  railway  terminus. 

He  had  met  two  well-dressed  strangers  who 
had  claimed  acquaintance  on  the  ground  that 
they  represented  the  Committee  of  AVelcome  to 

Ben  had  not  read  the  New  York  papers  for 

He  knew  that  New  York  was  full  of  pitfalls 
for  the  unwary  stranger  from-  the  country,  and 
he  told  the  two  men  that  he  was  quite  capable  of 
looking  after  himself. 

This  statement  olfended  the  representatives  of  the 
Committee  of  Welcome,  and  they  insisted,  as  a 
guarantee  of  their  good  faith,  that  they  should  be 
allowed  to  buy  Ben  a  lunch. 

Ben  saw  no  harm  in  this,  and  in  the  expressive 
language  of  crookdora,  "  he  fell  for  it." 

Ben  did  not  remember  much  about  that  lunch 
•after  the  first  drink  that  went  with  it.  He  had  a 
dim  recollection  of  leaving  the  restaurant  and  getting 
in  a  taxi-cab  ;  a  more  distinct  memory  of  boasting 
that  nobody  could  rob  him  of  his  money  because  he 
carried  it  in  his  boots  ;  a  very  vivid  recollection  of 
finding  himself  on  a  bed  in  a  dirty  garret,  with  the 
two  representatives  of  the  Committee  of  Welcome 
pulling  off  his  boots  and  relieving  him  of  his  money  ; 
an  attempt  to  fight  which  ended  in  one  of  the  men 
hitting  him  over  the  head  with  a  sandbag  ;  and  a 
terrible  bump  as  he  hit  the  hard  street  outside. 

But  right  in  the  centre  of  the  muddled  thoughts 
that  raced  across  Ben's  bewildered  brain,  there 
stood  out  clear  and  defined  with  photographi  • 
accuracy,  the  face  of  the  leader  of  the  two  men  who 
had  robbed  him.  Ben  decided  that  he  would  recog- 
nise that  face  in  a  crowd  of  a  thousand,  and  he 
registered  a  mental  vow  that  he  would  search  New 
York  till  he  found  the  man  who  had  given  him  a  wel- 
come to  the  city 

Ben  got  on  his  feet  with  a  painful  effort,  and  began 
to  bang  and  kick  at  the  door,  but  after  br  ising  his 
knuckles  and  hurting  his  toes  without  getting  any 
other  answer  than  the  echo  of  his  knocks  he  decided 
he  would  go  to  the  police. 

But  he  had  not  travelled  far  through  the  twisting 
alleys  when  he  realised  that  he  would  not  be  able  to 
find  his  way  back.  The  alley  he  was  in  looked  just 
like  the  one  he  had  left.  The  uselessness  of  trying 
to  get  his  money  back  struck  him  as  he  trudged  along 
and  lie  decided  to  try  to  earn  a  copper  or  so  to 
enable  him  to  get  a  night's  lodging. 

For  two  months  Ben  battled  with  the  great  city 
in  an  attem  t  to  wrest  from  its  billions  of  wealth 
enough  to  keep  him  alive. 

Sometimes  he  earned  enough  for  a  bed  and  a 
breakfast,  more  often  he  slept  amid  the  litter  of 
merchandise  on  the  river  wharfs. 

One  night,  rendered  desperate  by  hunger,  he  picked 
up  a  heavy  piece  of  wood  and  determined  to  hold 
up  the  first  man  he  came  across  likely  to  have  a 
full  wallet.  The  rain  was  pouring  down  in  torrents 
as  he  hid  in  the  shadows  of  a  side  street,  the  stick 
clenched  firmly  in  his  hand.  A  young,  well-dressed 
man  came  along,  his  head  bowed  before  the  pelting 
rain.  Ben  Sprang  out  with  upraised  -tick,  but  while 
his  lips  were  framing  a  command  to  the  stranger  to 
hand  over  his  money,  he  felt  something  hard  pressed 
against  his  empty  stomach,  and  a  quiet  voice  saying. 
"  Drop  that  stick  or  I'll  drill  a  hole  clean  through 

Ben  saw  a  blue  glint  ot  steel  jutting  out  ol  the 
stranger's  hand  and  realised  that  the  hard  thing 
sticking  against  his  stomach  was  the  barrel  of  a 

He  dropped  the  stick  and  laced  his  would-be 
victim  in  sullen  despair. 

The  young  man  was  regarding  lien  with  qflizzical 
good  humour. 

"  Guess  I'd  like  to  hear  the  story  behind  this 
clumsy  hold-up,  kid,"  he  said.  "  This  night  doesn't 
exactly  lend  itself  to  conversation  in  the  open,  so 
y  u'd  better  come  with  me  to  thai  eating-house  over 
there  and  get  a  square  meal.  After  you've  eaten 
you  can  tell  me  all  about  it. 

The  stranger  stuck  Ins  revolver  in  his  pocket, 
and  piloted  Ben  to  the  restaurant.  He  was  evidently 
well-known,  for  a  waiter  bustled  up  and  deferentially 
asked  lor  the  order. 

RAY  as  EEN  in  the 
Paramount  photo-play. 

The  stranger  chose  a  meal  lor  Ben  which  began 
with  soup  and  gradually  increased  in  solidity,  and 
ordered  something  light  for  himself. 

He  watched  Ben  through  half-closed  eyes  as  the 
latter  ate  his  food,  striving  hard  not  to  devour  it. 
He  saw  a  very  young  man.  probably  twenty-one, 
with  a  good-looking,  open  face  and  honest  brown 

"  Country  bred,"  mused  the  stranger.  "  Same 
old  tale.  Came  to  New  York  to  make  a  fortune,  and 
is  now  trying  hard  to  make  a  dollar." 

Benj  casting  a  quick  glance  at  intervals  at  his 
host,  saw  a  strongly  built  man  about  thirty  years  of 
age,  with  a  clean-shaven  face  and  humorous  eyes. 
The  features  showed  tolerance  and  good  humour. 
The  mouth,  which  had  been  set  in  a  grim,  hard  line 
when  the  stranger  had  shoved  the  revolver  against 
Ben's  stomach,  was  now  set  in  a  sympathetic,  smile. 

The  stranger  did  not  speak  till  Ben  had  finished 
eating,  then,  handing  over  his  cigarette  case,  he 
lighted  up  himself  and  in  a  friendly  voice  said,  "  Now, 
kid,  tell  me  all  about  it." 

Ben  told  the  story  of  his  landing  in  New  York, 
how  he  had  been  robbed,  and  how,  for  the  past  two 
months  he  had  been  living  from  hand  to  mouth. 

The  stranger  nodded  sympathetically  when  Ben 
had  finished. 

"  I've  been  through  it,  kid.  The  city  is  a  cold- 
blooded proposition.  It  will  starve  you  if  you  will 
let  it.  Personally,  I  don't.  Years  ago  the  city 
treated  me  like  it  has  treated  you,  but  I  guess  I've 
got  it  all  back." 

"  How  ''"  said  Ben  eagerly. 

"  By  taking  it."  replied  the  man  calmly.  I'm 
a  crook,  and  I  make  a  good  living  at  it.    I  need  a 
pal,  why  don't  you  bome  in  w:th  me  ?" 
Ben  hesitated. 

"  I  couldn't."  he  said  at  last. 
"  Don't  be  a  fool."  argued  the  stranger.  "  You've 
a  right  to  live,  and  you  say  you've  tried  the  honest 
way  and  failed,  lie  a  man  and  fight  the  world  lor 
your  right  to  live.  What  good  will  your  theories  ol 
honesty  do  you  when  you're  wheezing  out  your  life 
in  some  poor  house.  You're  not  too  lit  now.  A  few 
more  nights  like  this,  with  the  rain  and  hur.g  r.  and 
you'll  tind  yourself  in  a  hospital  ward." 

Ben  shivered  as  he  thought  ol  tramping  the 
streets  again  He  was  warm  now.  and  the  feeling 
of  a  Square  meal  was  good.  Why  go  back  to  poverty 
and  starvation  ?" 

"  You're  right,"  he  said  at  last.  "  The  world 
owes  me  a  living,  and  I'm  going  to  take  it.  I'll  come 
in  with  you.  if  you  like." 

The  stranger  put  his  hand  across  the  table. 
"  My  name's  Nick  Nelson.    We're  pals  from  now  on. 
Through  thick  and  thin,  to  stick  together  to  the  last, 
share  and  share  alike,  and  may  the  ouc  that  lails 
or  splits  end  his  days  in  torment." 

"  1  agree  to  all  that,"  said  Ben.  as  he  shook  hands 
with  Nelson. 

The  Voice  of  Conscience. 

7HRKK  months  later  Kelson  and  Ben  were 
dining  at  Tonelli's  Cafe  a  restaurant  much 
frequented  by  high-class  crooks.  The  partner- 
ship had  been  successful.  Nelson  was  one  of  the  most 
expert  sale  breakers  in  the  country,  and  he  had 
taught  lien  all  lie  knew  The}  had  brought  off 
many  coups  and  not  once  had  the  police  ever  got 
near  them.  But  to-night,  despite  their  success,  Ben 
was  moodv  and  low  spirited  He  had  been  loyal  to 
Nelson,  but  as  time  went  on  he  realised  that  he  was 
never  meant  to  be  a  criminal. 

The.  small  but  insistent  voice  ol  conscience  was 
lor  ever  urging  him  to  give  up  the  game. 

"  It's  no  use,  Nick.  I'm  getting  tired  ot  the  crook 
game,"  he  said  as  the  two  gat  talking  over  their 
liqueurs  and  codec.    I'd  like  to  run  straight." 


•  I've  been  thinking  something  like  that 
myself,"  said  Nelson.  "  I'll  be  glad  to  be 
through  with  it..  What  do  you  say  if  we 
make  this  Jcvington  job  to-night  the  last  ? 
We've  got  a  tidy  balance  in  the  bank,  and 
we'll  clear  while  the  luck  is  good."  \ 

Ben  was  delighted  that  his  partner  had 
taken  his  suggestion  in  the  way  he  had  done, 
and  he  felt  happier  than  he  had  done  for 
weeks.  While  they  were  talking  Ben  heard  a 
man's  voice  raised  in  anger  in  the  next  com- 
partment. His  body  stiffened  at  the  voice 
and  tip-toeing  to  the  door  he  looked  in. 

A  man  and  a  girl  were  having  a  row  about 
money,  and  the  man  was  the  one  who  had 
robbed  him  of  his  thousand  dollars. 

Calling  to  Nelson  Ben  asked  him  it  be 
knew  the  man. 

"  Yes."  replied  his  rartner.  "  That's  Chick 
Larrabee.    He's  a  crook  like  ourselves." 

"  And  he's  the  man  who  got  my  thousand 
dollars,"  said  Ben  grimly  "  I  guess  I'm  going 
to  get  that  back." 

He  Walked  into  the  compartment  and  faced 

"  You  don't  remember  me,  eh  ?"  he  said,  as  the 
crook  looked  up  in  surprise.  "  Take  another  look. 
I  in  the  man  you  and  your  friend  robbed  of  a  thousand 
dollars,  and  I  want  that  money  right  now." 

Larrabee,  who  was  a  coward  as  well  as  a  crook, 
tried  to  rush  past  Ben,  but  met  with  a  right-hander 
that  stretched  him  out. 

As  Ben  was  waiting  for  him  to  get  up.  Nelson 
pulled  him  awav. 

"  You're  wasting  your  time  "  he  said.  "  Larrabee 
hasn't  got  a  dollar.    Let's  get  to  business  ' 

He  |pd  Ben  to  the  compartment  they  had  left  and 
pulled  out  a  plan  of  the  warehouse  they  were  going 
to  burgle. 

While  the  two  men  were  discussing  the  plan  and 
talking  over  the  details.  Chick  Larrabee  recovered, 
and  putting  his"  ear  to  the  door  he  learned  enough 
about  Nelson's  plan  to  be  able  to  locate  the  warehouse 
they  intended  to  rob. 

Ten  minutes  later  he  had  telephoned  the  informa- 
tion to  the  police. 

All  unconscious  that  they  had  been  betrayed.  Ben 
and  Nick  set  out  to  rob  Jevington's  warehouse.  They 
had  partly  got  through  the  door  of  the  safe  when 
Nick's  quick  ear  caught  the  sound  of  somebody 
moving  In  the  warehouse. 

"  It's  the  cops,"  he  whispered.  "  But  the  light  on*, 

As  the  two  burglars  crouched  by  the  side  ot  the 
safe,  they  heard  "th  r  footsteps  all  round  them. 

"  The  only  chance  is  to  play  hide,  and  seek  round 
the  packing  cases."  whispered  ^Jick    "  Dash  for  it 


He  made  a  Itolt  as  he  spoke,  hit  he  had  not  gone 
many  yards  when  there  was  the  sharp  bark  of  an 
automatic  pistol,  and  Nick  Nelson  fell  against  a  big 

With  spartan-like  resolution  he  stifled  the  cry  of 
pain  that  rose  to  his  lips,  so  that  the  police  should 
not  be  able  to  place  him  by  the  sound  of  his  voice,  as 
with  a  movement  of  his  hands  he  motioned  for  Ben  to 
get  away  and  look  after  himself. 

Ben's  answer  was  a  shake  of  the  head. 
He  signalled  that  he  was  coming  back,  and  then  ran 
swiftly  and  silently  to  the  other  side  of  the  warehouse. 

Picking  up  a  stool  he  hurled  it  at  a  window,  and 
while  the  police,  attracted  by  the  sound  of  breaking 
glass,  rushed  to  the  spot,  Ben  ran  back  to  Nick,  and 
hoisting  Itim  on  his  shoulder,  carried  him  outside  the 
warehouse  and  into  the  car  he  had  waiting. 

Despite  a  hot  pursuit  by  the  police,  Ben  threw 
them  off  the  track  and  got  safely  to  the  house  he  anil 
Nick  had  rented.  But  as  he  put  his  pal  on  the  bed  he 
could  see  that  lie  had  only  brought  him  home  to  die. 

"  It's  no  use,  Ben,"  said  Nick.  "  The  cops  have 
got  me  fair. 

"  I'll  get  a  doctor,"  urged  Ben.    "  He'll  soon  fix 

you . 

Nelson  shook  his  head. 

"  1  should  be  dead  before  you  came  back,  and  it 
would  only  draw  the  cop-  on  to  you.  Listen  to  me, 
for  I  haven't  much  time.  There's  a  letter  there.  It's 
from  the  dear  old  mother,  I  expect.  She's  the  only 
one  that  ever  writes  to  me.    Read  it  Ben." 

Ben  opened  the  letter  nnd  his  face  changed  colour 
at  the  first  sentence.  The  letter  was  from  a  lawyer 
saying  Nelson's  mother  was  dead.  Ben  looked  at 
the  dying  man.  There  was  no  reason  to  add  to  the 
agony  of  his  last  moments  by  telling  htm  the  sad  news. 
"  Head  it.  Ben,"  repeated  Nick. 
And  Ben  Invented  n  letter  as  he  read,  saying  that 
all  were  well,  and  that  his  mother  was  nnxious  to 
see  him  ..gain. 

"  1  intended  to  go  down  to  the  country  and  slop 
with  her  for  good,  when  we  had  pulled  this  off. ' 
said  Nelson.  "  Hard  luck  to  be  killed  on  the  last 
job.  Look,  Ben,  I  want  you  to  promise  me  some- 
thing.    I've  got  two  kids  with  the  old  -nothcr.  .My 

Picture  Show,  November  f)th,  1920. 



(Special  to  the  "  Picturs 
Show  "  by  George  Landy.) 

His  Six  Years    Alse  nee  from  the  Screen  Explained. 

IVO  DAWSON  is  a  prominent 
name  that  has  been  absent 
from  tho  casts  of  loading 
Amorioan  photo-play  and  stago 
productions  since  the  early  part 
of  1914.  Where  has  ho  been  ? 
What  has  bo  been  doing  ?  What 
brought  about  his  return  ?  This 
curiosity  on  I  ho  part  of  tho  writer 
was  caused  by  seeing  Mr.  Dawson 
in  two  recent  screen  productions, 
"  The  Miracle  of  Love,"  a  cosmo- 
politan production,  and  "  Foot- 
lights and  Shadow's,"  with  Olive 

The  answer  to,  the  first  question  is  : 
At  the  front.  To  the  second  :  Fighting 
for  England  and  the  Allies.  And  to 
the  third  :  The  end  of  the  war. 

His  Part  in  the  Great  War.  V, 

BEING  a  patriotic  Englishman,  Dawson 
enlisted  at  the  very  beginning  of  the 
■  world  war  as  a  private  in  the  infantry  ; 
but  he  did  not  remain  a  "  Tommy  "  very  long. 
The  same  qualities  that  brought  him  to  the 
leading  ranks  on  the  stage  and  screen  earned 
him  a  commission  as  lieutenant  in  the  field 
artillery,  and  later  a  captaincy.  It  is  very 
interesting  to  not?  that  there  was  "  fighting 
blood  "  in  the  family,  sinoo  his  grandfather  was 
a  general  and  his  father  a  colonel ;  but  Dawson 
"got  there"  on  his  own  merit.  Rather  than 
accept  a  desk  commission,  he  got  right  into 
the  thick  of  the  fighting  from  the  outset, 
and  he  stayed  there  until  the  very  end. 

In  Mufti  Once  More. 

THE  first  thing  Dawson  did  after  getting 
into  mufti  was  to  have  a  holiday.  But 
he  could  not  long  remain  idle,  and  he  was 
soon  at  work   before   the .  camera  in   "  The 
Keeper  of  the  Door,"  produced  by  Sir  Oswald 
Stoll,  the  famous  British  theatrical  producer 


is  bl 

and  film  magnate.  Upon  its  com- 
pletion, Dawson  decided  to  return 
to  America,  because  ho  wanted 
to  forget  tho  war  and  because  l.o 
bad  established  a  high  reputation 
in  tho  States. 

The  Story  of  His  Stage  and 
Film  Career. 

THE  professional  history  of  Ivo 
Dawson   reads  like  a  blue- 
book   of   the    English  and 
American  theatres.    He  has  ap- 
peared with    Mario    Doro,  Ethel 
Barrymorc,  Irene   Vanbrugh,  Sir 
John  Hare,  Sir  George ''Alexander, 
Cyril  Maude,  and  Dion  Boucicault. 
Ito  first  went  to  America  with  Sir 
John  Haro  and  the  original  London 
company  to  appear  in  "  The  Gay  Lord 
Quex."    Several   of  the   dramas  in 
which  Dawson  appeared  havo  sinco 
been  done  on  the  screen. 

Dawson  is  at  his  best  in  so-called 
"  heavy  "  parts.  Let  not  the  reader 
think  that  I  mean  the  "  villain  "  of 
tho  blood-and-thunder  type  of  melo- 
drama. Far  from  it  !  What  we 
mean  is  the  worldly  type  of  man,  the 
has  seen  life  in  its  various  aspects 
iso  and  cynical  as  a  result. 

His  Future  Plans. 

NOW  that  Dawson's  absence  has  been  ex- 
plained, photo-play  followers  will  doubt- 
less be  interested  to  know  what  his  future 
plans  are.  He  has  just  finished  work  opposite 
Olive  Tell  in  "  Love  Without  Question,"  a  B.  A. 
Rolfe  production,  and  he  intends  to  remain  in 
America  and  act  in  photo -plays  as  long  as  the 
managers  want  him.  And  that  should  be  a 
very  long  time,  as  real  talent  such  as  Ivo 
Dawson  possesses  is  not  met  with  too  often  on 
the  screen  make  it  a  drug  on  the  market. 


A  Brief  Criticism  of 
the    Latest     Rel  eases. 

wife  died  two  years  ago.  Take  my  share  of  thn 
moncv  and  look  after  my  mother  and  my  two  little 
kiddies.    If  you'll  promise  that  I'll  die  happy." 

"  I  promise,  Nick,"  said  Ben,  striving  to  keep  tho 
tears  from  his  eyes.  "  You  needn't  worry  about 
them,  old  pal  !  " 

Five  minutes  later  Nick  Nelson  was  dead. 

Ben  Meets  the  Girl. 

AWKKK  after  he  had  buried  his  pal,  Tien  went 
down  to  the  little  country  village  where 
Nelson's  two  children — a  boy  of  six  named  Tom 
and  Alice  two  years  older — were  living  on  Nelson's 
farm  in  charge  of  a  woman  who  had  been  appointed 
by  the  lawyer.  Neither  his  mother  nor  anyone  in 
the  village  had  ever  suspected  that  Nelson  was  a 
crook,  and  Ben  found  it  very  easy  to  give  out  that 
his  friend  had  met  with  a  fatal  accident  in  New 
York,  and  that  he  had  appointed  him  as  executor. 

He  paid  over  to  the  lawyer  Nelson's  share  of  the 
money  they  had  had  in  the  bank,  and  saw  it  was  In- 
vested in  safe  stock  for  the  encfit  of  his  two  children. 
Then  he  cast  the  old  life  from  him  and  began  to 
settle  down  to  getting  an  honest  living  as  a  farmer. 

In  addition  to  his  desire  to  go  straight,  Ben  was 
influenced  in  his  decision  to  remain  in  the  village  by 
Vera  Owen,  tiic  daughter  of  luciusOwen,  a  wealthy 
farmer  and  lien's  neighbour. 

Vera  was  as  pretty  a  girl  as  one  could  wish  to  see, 
and  as  good  as  she  was  pretty.  She  was  about  Ben's 
age  and  a  strong  friendship  sprang  up  between  the 
two,  a  friendship  that  was  encouraged  by  Vcra's 
father  who  had  taken  a  liking  to  Ben  from  the 

As  time  went  on  Ben's  friendship  for  Vera  ripened 
into  love,  and  though  he  had  not  declared  his  love 
Ben  felt  that  she  returned  his  passion. 

But  he  felt  that  he  could  never  ask  Vera  to  be 
his  wife  because  of  his  past.  Night  after  night  he 
struggled  with  his  problem,  and  at  last  he  made  up 
his  mind  he  would  ask  Vera  to  marry  him,  but  he 
would  tell  her  the  truth  about  his  past  life. 

His  opportunity  came  the  next  day  when  Vera 
had  come  over  to  help  him  with  the  children. 

He  accompanied  her  part  of  the  way  back  to  her 
father's  farm  and  on  the  little  bridge  by  the  brook 
where  they  had  first  met,  he  asked  her  to  marry  him. 

"  But  before  you  give  me  your  answer,  Vera,"  he 
said,  "  I  want  to  tell  you  something.  I  have  been  a 

He  noticed  the  shocked  look  on  the  girl's  face  and 
saw  the  colour  fade  from  her  cheeks,  but  having 
taken  the  plunge  Ben  determined  to  tell  all.  He 
kept  nothing  back,  and  added  nothing  to  his  story. 
When  he  had  finished,  Vera  looked  up  at  him  with 
trusting  eyes  as  she  whispered  : 

"  You  were  sorely  tempted,  Ben,  and  I  can't  help 
loving  you.  But  you  must  promise  me  one  thing. 
You  will  never  do  it  again,  will  you  ?  " 

"  I  would  starve  first,"  replied  Ben  emphatically, 
and  he  meant  it. 

In  the  days  following  Iris  engagement  to  Vera, 
Ben  lived  in  a  new  world.  He  worked  hard,  and 
was  happy  in  his  work.  Each  day  brought  him 
nearer  to  the  great  day  when  Vera  would  be  his 
wife,  and  he  felt  that  when  that  happened  he  would 
have  gained  all  that  life  had  to  offer. 

And  then  the  blow  fell ;  suddenly  and  without 

There  was  a  fair  in  the  village,  and  as  Ben  was 
strolling  around  he  almost  ran  into  Chick  Larrabee. 

The  crook  was  talking  to  Vera's  father  and  as  Ben 
listened,  hidden  from  the  two  men,  he  heard  Larrabee 
trying  to  sell  Mr.  Owen  shares  in  a  company  formed 
to  exploit  "  The  Apple  Worm  Exterminator  Patent." 

Ben  had  not  to  listen  long  before  he  knew  the 
so-called  patent  was  a  swindle.  He  made  his  way 
from  his  hiding-place  determined  to  warn  Mr. 
Owen.  The  latter  had  not  only  promised  to  take 
one  thousand  dollars  shares,  but  had  also  told 
Larrabee  that  he  had  the  money  and  four  thousand 
more  in  his  safe  in  his  house. 

Unfortunately  for  Ben,  as  he  was  trying  to  get 
away,  Chick  finished  his  conversation  with  Mr.  Owen, 
and  turning,  saw  Ben. 

In  a  few  strides  he  had  caught  up  with  him. 

"  So  you  heard  the  game,  eh  ?  "  he  said.  "  Well, 
just  let  me  warn  you  to  keep  out  of  it.  If  you  butt 
in  on  this,  I'll  put  the  police  on  your  track.  They 
still  want  you  for  that  job  at  Jevington's.  Do  you 
get  me  ?  " 

"  I  get  you,"  replied  Ben,  as  he  walked  away. 

Only  too  well  did  he  know  that  Larrabee  would 
not  hesitate  to  carry  out  his  threat.  He  dare  not 
warn  Mr.  Owen,  but  at  the  same  time  he  was  deter- 
mined that  he  should  not  be  robbed.  Ben  knew 
that  Larrabee  would  not  now  rest  content  with  the 
thousand  dollars,  but  would  rob  the  safe  of  the 
whole  five  thousand.  And  as  Ben  thought  of 
Mr.  Owen's  safe  he  smiled  grimly.  It  was  an  old- 
fashioned  one  and  a  crack  safe-breaker  could  have 
opened  a  dozen  like  it  in  as  many  minutes. 

"There's  only  one  thing  to  be  done,"  he  said  to 
himself.  "  I  must  get  to  that  safe  first,  and  when 
Larrabee  comes  he'll  find  it  empty." 

Ben  carried  out  his  plan  that  night.  As  he  made 
his  way  into  Mr.  Owen's  drawing-room  through  the 
French  windows,  and  from  there  to  the  library  where 
the  safe  was,  he  could  not  help  thinking  what  an 
easy  job  it  would  have  been  for  him  and  Nick  Nelson 
in  the  old  days. 

So  easy  was  it  that  Ben  became  careless,  and  as 
he  bent  down  to  get  at  the  lock  of  the  safe,  he  knocked 
over  a  small  flower-pot. 

{Continued  on  page  22.) 

"The  Edge  o'  Beyond." 

(General  Film  Renting  Co.) 

SOUTH  AFRICA — that  fascinating  land  of 
veldt  and  kopje — is  faithfully  depicted  in 
the  film  version  of  Gertrude  Page's  famous 
novel.  Such  popular  stars  as  Isobel  Elsom,  Owen 
Nares,  Ruby  Millar  and  Mary  Rorke  present 
clever  portrayals  in  this  excellent  drama. 

"  Rough-Riding  Romance." 


OLD-WORLD    romance   in    an  up-to-date 
guise,  with  Tom  Mix  as  the  hero.  He 
sets  out  to  rescue  a  real  princess,  finds 
many  adventures  and  to  spare,  and  is  rewarded 
by  the  hand  of  the  fascinating  lady.    An  enter- 
taining film  full  of  "  pep  "  and  "  go." 

"  J'Accuse." 


A TRAGEDY  of  France  at  war— an  artistic 
production  that  will  become  a  classic 
of  the  screen.  This  film  has  already  been 
shown  to  large  audiences  at  the  Pa/vilion, 
Piccadilly  Circus,  and  the  Philharmonic  Hall. 
Described  as  the  most  romantic  tragedy  of 
modern  times,  this  film  will  appeal  to  all  lovers 
of  fine  screen -craft. 

"Crooked  Straight." 

CHARLES  RAY  (Paramount- Artcraft). 

A CHARLES  RAY  drama.    The  popular 
star  as  a  rural  lad  who  goes  to  town,  falls 
into  evil  ways,  at  length  comes  home 
and  endeavours  to  "  go  straight." 

"Through  the  Wrong  Door." 


MADGE  KENNEDY  in  a  comedy-drama  full 
of  novel  situations  and  delightful  humours. 
A  young  Westerner  is  robbed  of  his  mine, 
and  he  retaliates  by  annexing  the]  daughter  of 
the  "  sharp  "  business  man.    An  entertaining 
story,  well  acted  and  produced. 

"Always  in  the  Wrong." 

JACK  PICKFORD  (Walturdaw). 

AN  ambitious  grocer's  boy,  who  somehow 
couldn't  make  good,  is  played  by  Jack 
Pickfordin  this  photo -play.  However,  Ins 
great  opportunity  comes,  and  he  makes  the 
most  of  it,  with  startling  results. 

"  Victory." 

ALL-STAR  CAST  (Paramount-Arleraft). 

A SOUTH  SEA  ISLAND  red-blooded  adven- 
ture, rogues,  and  a  tremendous  fight  for  a 
girl,  are  the  elements  of  the  picture  version 
of  Joseph  Conrad's  well-known  novel.  Played 
by  an  all-star  cast. 

"  The  Grey  Wolf's  Ghost." 

H.  B.  WARNER  (Jury's). 

ADAPTED  from  Bret  Harte's  famous  story 
"  Maruja,"  and  starring  that  great  actor, 
H.  B.  Warner.  A  vivid  tale  of  the  old 
Sonth-Western  States,  of  native  superstition 
and  of  a  man  who  suddenly  appeared  and 
demanded  retribution  from  his  treacherous 
father.  Well  worth  going  a  long  way  to  see. 

"  The  Beachcomber." 

JUANITA  HANSEN  (Phillips). 

THIS  exciting  tale  of  a  girl  on  a  South-Pacifie 
island  will  hold  the  interest  from  beginning 
to  end.     She  waits  for  her  Fairy  Prince, 
and  he  comes  as  a  Secret  Service  agent. 

"  The  City  of  Purple  Dreams," 


AN  absorbing  tale  in  which  Tom  Santsehrs 
virile  personality  holds  the  interest  from 
first  to  last.   The  story  of  a  derelict  who 
determined  to  get  to  the  top. 

"  Round  the  World  for  a  Wager." 

COURTOT  (Pathe). 

RAPID  action  and  thrills  upon  thrills.  George 
Seitz  and  delightful  Marguerite  Courtot  in 
their  best  serial  up  to  date. 

The  "  Picture  Show  "  Chiti". 


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POR  the  first  time  the  romantic  life  story  o!  Norma, 
Natalie,  and  Constance  Talmadge  has  been 
written,  and  will  appear  exclusively  in  the  "  Picture  NSitsJie. 
Show."    The  early  struggles  of  these  girls,  before 
they  were  stars,    make    most  fascinating  reading,  especially  as 
they  have  recently  visited  Great  Britain.  THE  EDITOR. 

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Read  This  First. 

NORMA  TALMADGE  was  not  fifteen  when  she 
applied  at  the  Vitagraph  Studio,  and  was 
t  a  i.i  n  on  as  an  "  extra."  After  a  year  she 
was  given  a  small  part,  which  was  her  chance,  and 
she  made  a  wonderful  success  of  it. 

NdTma's  Successful  Mixture. 

THE  cinema  is  now  far  and  away  the  most 
popular  form  of  public  entertainment. 
Moreover,  it  has  reached  this  position  of 
preeminence  in  an  amazingly  short  space  of 
l  imo.  A  dozen  years-  ago  it  was  just  an  occasional 
music-hall  turn,  not  greatly  favoured  by  anyone 
and  very  trying  to  the  eyes.  It  wa3  a  novelty, 
a  little  tiresome,  destined  soon  to  pass  away  and 
be  forgotten.  That  is  what  we  all  thought — at 
least,  that  is  what  most  of  us  thought.  A  few 
shrewd  observers  doubtless  even  in  those  early 
days  saw  both  the  money -making  and  the 
artistic  possibilities  of  the  new  tiling. 

The  rapidity  with  which,  the  cinema  has 
achieved  its  success  has  caused  a  good  deal  of 
mental  confusion  in  various  quarters,  and  19 
responsible  for  all  sorts  of  erroneous  ideas 
with  regard  to  the  business. 

A  superior  critic  recently  declared  in  all 
seriousness  that  a  pretty  face  is  all  that  is 
necessary  for  success  on  the  screen,  and,  if 
you  inquire,  you  will  find  that  this  opinion 
largely  prevails  among  patrons  of  the  picture 

No  greater  mistake  could  be  made.  A  screen 
actress  should  be  pretty,  but  she  must  be 
able  to  act,  otherwise  certainly  she  will  never 
uehieve  supreme  success. 

Most  film  favourites  were  actresses  on  the 
speaking  stage  before  they  took  to  the  screen — ■ 
most  of  them,  but  not  all.  Norma  Talmadge, 
now  universally  acknowledged  to  be  a  great 
emotional  actress,  had  no  stage  experience 

All  she  knows  of  acting  she  learned  in  the 
studio.  One  of  her  producers  was  asked  how  he 
explained  the  rapidity  of  her  success.  His 
reply  was  brief  and  significant  : 

"  Miss  Talmadge  has  brains.  She  mixes 
them  with  everything  she  docs." 

When  she  joined  the  Triangle  she  was  given 
Rtar  parts,  and  she  at  once  made  good.  She 
appeared  in  a  film  called  "  The  Crown  Prince's 
Double,"  which  was  a  great  success. 

Then  just  a  year  before  the  war  broke  out 
a  very  fine  picture  was  put  on,  called  "  The 
Battle  Cry  of  Peace,"  and  Norma  was  chosen 
to  play  the  American  beauty. 

Her  success  in  this  part  was  sensational  ; 
she  began  to  be  talked  about.  Exhibitors  and 
critics  were  enthusiastic,  ond  predicted  a 
wonderful  future  for  her. 

According  to  Mrs.  Talmadge,  this  "picture 
was  really  the  beginning  of  Norrna's  important 
work.  From  that  date  she  was  universally 
accepted  as  a  coming  star  of  the  first  magnitude. 

She  was  always  a  worker  and  always  a 
student.  If  you  go  to  see  a  Norma  Talmadge 
film — especially  the  later  ones — you  will  notice 
that  it  is  correct  in  every  detail,  and  that 
immense  care  has  been  taken  in  every  little 
—  trifle  connected  with  tho  production. 

Quite  early  in  her  career  sho  realised  the 
truth  of  the  famous  artiste's  assertion  that 
trifles  make  perfection. 

Endowed  as  she  is  with  a  most  fascinating 
personality,  she  does  not  roly  upon  that  alone. 
The  background  has  to  bo  right. 

She  takes  immense  pains  to  select  the  right 
kind  of  story,  and  then  in  the  production  she 
studios  every  item  with  the  utmost  care. 

Now  that  she  has  her  own  studio,  and,  with 
the  assistance  of  her  husband,  produces  her 
own  pictures,  she  is  ablo  to  exercise  control 

over  every  detail.  Sho  is  always  ready  to  take 
advice  and  to  accept  suggestions  from  people 
who  know,  but  the  final  decision  is  her  own. 

As  an  example  of  the  conscientious  and  serious 
attitude  she  adopts  towards  her  profession,  it  may 
be  mentioned  that  she  has  recently  established 
at  her  studios  a  permanent  research  department. 

A  large  staff  of  workers  has  been  engaged, 
and  their  business  is  to  provide  the  producer 
with  all  he  requires,  in  order  to  give  an  accurate 
setting  to  the  story  which  he  is  filming. 

It  takes  five  to  seven  weeks  to  make  a  picture. 
During  this  time  the  director  has  about  all 
he  can  do  to  concentrate  on  the  story  and  the 
interpretation  of  the  various  parts. 

It  is  an  enormous  help  to  him  to  have  someone 
at  his  side  who  can  spend  hours  and  hours, 
if  necessary,  at  the  library,  looking  up  tho 
correct  cut  of  a  courtier's  silken  knickerbockers 
in  1599,  the  particular  way  women  dressed 
their  hair  in  China  in  one  of  the  small  villages 
at  some  period  B.C.,  the  wedding  ceremonies 
of  the  Umqua  Indians,  the  particular  minuet 
danced  at  the  court  of  Louis  XIV,  and  so  forth. 

The  research  department  has  to  know  about 
the  costumes  of  all  periods  and  all  countries, 
as  well  as  the  etiquette  and  social  customs  of 
many  peoples  of  many  lands.  What  it  does 
not  know  about  these  things  it  must  be  able 
quickly  to  find  out. 

A  Real  Artist. 

TOO  often  these  little  matters  have  been  slurred 
over  or  "  faked  "  in  an  otherwise  careful 
production.  - 
"  We  can't  spend  time  and  money  on  such 
trifles,"  says  tho  ordinary  producer.  ''The 
play's  the  thing.  If  we  get  a  good  story, 
accuracy  doesn't  matter.  The  public  won't 
know  the  difference." 

"  But  the  public  does  know  the  difference," 
declares  Norma  Talmadge.  "Arc  you  pro- 
ducers blind  ?  Can't  you  see  how  condiMons 
have  changed  in  the  last  few  years,  and  are 
still  changing  ?  Tho  day  has  gone  by  when 
you  can  thrust  any  old  thing  on  the  public  with 
a  handful  of  thrills  and  a  bit  of  knockabout 
comedy.  The  silly,  insincero  old  stories 
won't  do  any  more  :  nor  will  the  cheap,  slap- 
dash production.  The  picture  business  is  now 
an  art.  People  demand  real  stories,  with  clever 
plots.  That  is  why  some  of  the  best-known 
names  in  the  literary  world  are  now  associated 
with  the  business.  In  the  same  way,  picture 
audiences  are  now  growing  more  atod  more 
discerning  about  the  production  of  the  pictures. 

"  They  watch  very  carefully  nowadays  the 
furniture  in  your  sets,  the  clothes  you  wear, 
the  million  and  oi:e  things  which  give  or  take 
awav  '  tone  '  from  a  picture." 

"  But  surely  people  who  go  to  the  pictures 
go  for  the  story  and  for  the  star  !  "  objected 
someone  who  was  discussing  the  subject  with 
Miss  Talmadge. 

"  Yes,  and  if  you  go  to  dine  at  a  restaurant, 
you  go  for  the  dinner.  That  is  the  chief  thing. 
But  you  liko  it  properly  served,  don't  you  ? 
replied  the  actress  quickty.  "  Audiences  of 
to-day  have  been  educated  up  to  better  standards 
than  in  the  old  days,  and  well-educated  people 
go'  to  the  movies  now  who  once  considered 
them  vulgar.  I  want,  to  mako  my  pictures 
attractive  to  all  classes — to  the  high -school 
teacher  as  well  as  to  the  day  labourer.  And  if 
tho  high-school  teacher  knows  more  about  the 
architecture  of  the  12th  century  than  the 
little  girl  who  sews  on  buttons,  who  happens 
to  occupy  the  next  seat  to  hers,  then  it  is  up 
to  me  to  have  the  12th  century  architecture 
of  tho  door  or  window  against  which  I  am 
screened  accurate  enough  to  please  tho  teacher 
and  perhaps  to  give  the  factory  girl  a  sense 

of  the  beautiful  and  of  the  fitness  of  things 
which  she  could  not  have  got  from  some  faked 
style  of  architecture  which  we  hoped  would  pass." 

If  Norma  Talmadge  was  a  one-part  actress, 
the  work  of  her  research  department  would  be 
easier ;  but  her  note  is  versatility.  She  can 
take  any  kind  of  part,  so  long  as  it  ha3  in  it 
the  element  of  human  interest. 

There  is,  perhaps,  no  screen  actress  who  can 
portray  the  development  of  a  character  so 
skilfully  as  Norma  Talmadge.  In  this  connection 
a  story  may  be  told. 

A  well-known  actor  of  the  speaking  stage, 
who  was  wont  to  speak  contemptuously  of 
the  films,  was  induced  to  visit  a  picture  house. 
He  saw  Norma  Talmadge.  and  he  was  con- 
verted— so  much  so  that  for  a  time  he  could 
talk  of  nothing  else. 

His  friends  chaffed  him,  and  one  of  them  said  : 
"  She's  pretty,  isn't  she  ?  " 
"  Oh,  yes,  I  suppose  so  !  "  was  the  reply. 
"  But  that,  isn't  it,  my  boy.  She's  an  artist." 
"  What  did  you  see  her  in  ?  " 
"I  don't  remember  the  name  of  the  thing. 
She  takes  the  part  of  a  slum  kiddy  know-n  as 

"  Oh,  the  old  stuff  !  " 

"  Wait  a  bit  ;  that's  only  the  beginning. 
When  you  see  her  first,  she  is  just  a  dainty 
little  sprito  of  the  cheap  music-halls — short 
skirts,  hair  down,  half-child,  half-woman. 
Sho  is  the  child-wife  of  the  stage  strong  man, 
a  chap  called  Vulcan.  He  is  a  brute  and  knocks 
her  about." 

"  All  this  seems  somewhat  familiar,"  objectod 
the  friend. 

"  Quite  so,  but  listen.  I  want  to  make  you 
understand  what  an  artist  that  little  woman  is. 
This  is  how  the  story  goes.  In  spite  of  her 
husband's  cruelty,  she  forces  her  way  up  till 
she  becomes  the  most  popular  toe-dancer  in 
London.  She  has  a  scene  where,  dressed  as  a 
dragon-fly,  with  great  gaudy  wings  attached 
to  her  little  shoulders,  she  pirouettes  and  smiles 
to  her  audiences.  A  gay,  mischievous  sprite 
she  looks,  though  her  heart  is  breaking  under 
the  tinsel.  In  that  scene  she  is  fine,  and  I 
thought  to  myself,  '  A  clevor  little  character 

"  But  presently  the  story  took  a  turn.  A  fire 
breaks  out  in  the  theatre  and  the  girl  is  saved  by 
a  Captain  Merryon.  or  some  such  name.  He  is  a 
British  officer  who  has  risen  from  the  ranks.  Ho 
is  another  lonely  soul  like  herself.  Vulcan,  the 
brute  of  a  husband,  is  believed  to  have  perished 
in  the  fire.  Merryon  asks  the  girl  to  marry  him. 
The  frightened  child  gazes  at  him,  and  says, 
'  You  are  sure  you  won't  beat  me  ?  ' 

"  They  are  married.  After  this  the  actress 
gets  her  chance  and  the  way  she  rose  to  it  I 
confess  astounded  me.  The  gradual  transition 
from  the  frightened  child  to  the  awakened 
woman  passionately  in  love  with  her  husband, 
who  in  order  to  advance  his  interests  in  India, 
matches  her  wits  with  those  of  experienced  men 
and  women  of  the  world,  is  marvellously  well 
done.  I  should  never  have  believed  that  it  could 
be  done  on  the  films.  It  only  shows  what  a  real 
artist  can  do,  no  matter  in  what  medium  he  or 
she  is  working." 

Constance's  Chance. 

"  *70U  are  a  star  now,  Norma.  That's  splendid 
Y     of  course,  and  I'm  awfully  glad  and 

proud  and  all  that,  but  ' 

Constance  paused,  and  from  the  depths  of  a 

comfortable  cane  chair  looked  up  whimsically 

at  her  famous  sister.    They  were  all  now  in 

California,  and  just  beginning  to  get  accustomed 

to  the  new  life. 

Constance  was  always  something  of  a  tomboy. 

with  a  quaint  and  humorous  way  of  expressing 


She  adored  Norma,  but  could  rnroly  refrain 
for  a  whole  day  from  chaffing  her. 

"  What  do  you  moan  by  '  but '  t  "  said 
Norma,  smiling. 

Constance  assumed  a  very  solemn  expression. 

"You  are  a  star,  and  for  the  rest  of  our  live* 
(Con'.in  ed  on  pege  20.) 

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She  fed  on  rich  dainties 
all  day  : 

It  can't  be  denied  that  she 
sat  down  and  cried 

When  they  took  the  Laitova 

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(Continued  from 
paoe  18  ) 

we  ahall  worship  you — with  folded  hrtnds  and 
eyas  dazzled  by  your  splendour  we  shall  sit  and 
pazs  at  you  while  you  go  from  triumph  to 
triumph.  Won't  it  be  nice  ?  " 
Norma  laughed. 

"Silly  kid,"  sho  said  affectionately.  "You 
will  soon  be  doing  big  things  yourself." 

So,  no!"  interposed  Connie,  in  mock 
despair.  "  Seek  not  to  rouse  vain  hopes  within 
my  young  bosom.  My  career  is  nipped  in  the 
bud.    At  the  Vitagraph  I  had  a  chance — just  a' 

wee  little  chance^but  here  " 

Sir.  Griffith  was  asking  about  you  to-day," 
eaid  Norma  casually. 


Constance  was  on  her  feet,  all  her  langour 
gone,  and  a  very  eager  light  in  her  bright  eyes. 

Fact  !  He  wants  to  see  you  to-morrow. 
He  is  bringing  out  a  new  thing — an  enormous 
production.  The  biggest  thing  that  has  ever 
been  done.  It  is  called  '  Intolerance.'  He  thinks 
there  is  a  part  in  it  for  you." 

"  For  me  ?  " 

"  \es,  he  has  seen  you  on  the  screen.  There 
isn't  much  ho  doesn't  see.  And  he  fancies  you 
are  what  he  wants  for  the  part." 

"  Oh  !  "  cried  Constance,  clasping  her  hands. 
"  What  a  man  !  What  intelligence  !  I  always 
said  he  was  great.  But,"  she  added,  suddenly 
breaking  off,  "  is  it  a  real  part  ?  " 

"I  believe  so;  something  really  good.  But 
you  will  hear  all  about  it  to-morrow." 

Connie  gave  her  sister  a  suspicious  look. 

"  Norma,  you — you  deceiver,  you  have  done 
this!   You  have  talked  him  round." 

Norma  shook  her  head,  laughing. 

"  Not  at  all,"  she  declared.  I  have  told 
hira  all  along  that  he  must  give  you  a  chance,  of 
course  ;  but  he  has  selected  you  for  this  part 
entirely  on  his  own  judgment.  He  is  quite 
enthusiastic.  He  says  he  has  been  struck  by 
your  pretty  face,  your  slim  figure,  and  your 
gallant  bearing." 

"  Oh,  ray  !  "  gasped  Constance,  with  a  comical 
grimace.  "  Anyway,  it  is  glorious  news.  Excuse 
me,  old  girl,  1  must  go  and  tell  Peg." 

The  next  day  she  saw  Mr.  Griffith,  and  was 
chosen  by  him  to  play  the  Mountain  Girl  in 
"  Intolerance." 

In  the  section  of  that  wonderful  production 
devoted  to  the  Babylonian  period  she  took  the 
lead.  It  was  a  splendid  chance  for  so  young  an 
actress,  and  how  splendidly  she  tool*  advantage 
of  it  all  the  world  knows. 

But  Constance  did  not  achieve  this  success 
without  hard  work. 

In  one  section  of  the  film  she  had  to  do  hard 
chariot  riding,  and  the  rehearsals  for  this  were 
both  strenuous  and  exciting.  It  took  her  some 
time  to  acquire  the  art  of  standing  properly  in 
the  rocking  and  swaying  chariot  as  it  was 
dragged  by  wildly  racing  horses  round  the  arena, 
and  for  weeks  she  came  home  every  day  covered 
with  bruises,  and  with  her  knees  black  "and  blue. 

But  she  stuck  to  it  gamely,  and  at  length 
acquired  a  perfect  balance,  with  the  result  that 
when  she  is  seen  on  the  screen  in  this  part  the 
ease  and  grace  of  her  slim,  girlish  figure  are  a 
delight  to  behold. 

With  this  picture  Constance  Talmadge  leaped 
into  fame  at  a  single  bound,  and  fromAhat  day 
she  has  been  an  acknowledged  star.  ' 

•'  Scandal,"  "  The  Honeymoon,"  "  A  Pair  of 
Blue  Stockings,"  "Mrs.  LeffiugweH*s  Boots," 
"  Bomance  and  Arabella,"  "  Two  Weeks," 
"  In  Search  of'a  Sinner,"  "  Tho  Perfect  Woman," 
are  but  a  few  of  her  films  which  will  be  remem- 
bered by  all  lovers  of  bright,  wholesome  comedy. 

When  Constance  made  her  first  sensational 
success  it  was  believed  that  the  third  member 
of  the  family  would  at  last  be  tempted  to  try 
her  fortune  on  the  screen. 

But  Natalie  was  still  obdurate.  She  rejoiced 
in  the  succoss  of  her  two  sisters,  but  still  per- 
sisted that  she  had  neither  talent  nor  taste  for 
the  business. 

At  the  same  time  she  refused  to  be  idle,  and 
60on  after  the  family  arrived  at  Los  Angeles  she 

became  private  secretary  to  Roscoe  Arbucklet 
She  enjoyed  this  work,  and  proved  very 
skilful  in  business  matters  ;  but  both  Norma 
and  Constance  never  ceased  to  try  to  persuade 
her  to  become  a  screen  actress. 

"  Sooner  or  later  you  will  join  us,"  said  Norma 
one  day.  "  You  havo  real  talent  if  you  would 
only  let  yourself  go.    I  am  sure  of  it." 

Natalie  laughed  and  shook  her  head. 

"  Never  !  "  she  declared.  "  The  only  part  of 
the  picture  business  which  appeals  to  me  is  the 
awful  amount  of  money  you  make  out  of  it. 
And  you  know  very  well,  Norma,  that  an  artist 
is  not  made  that  way.  You  and  Con  have 
succeeded  because  you  both  love  the  work.  It 
interests  you.    It  does  not  interest  me." 

"  Well,  we  shall  see.  Wait  till  I  have  a  studio 
of  my  own,"  said  Norma.  "  I  will  have  a  part 
written  specially  for  you,  and  if  you  don't  take 
it  I  will  get  Peg  to  bully  you  until  you  do." 

And,  as  a  matter  of  fact,  it  was  just  in  this 
way  that  Natalie  finally  succumbed  and  entered 
upon  the  path  which  her  two  brilliant  sisters 
had  trodden  so  successfully. 

She  appeared  with  sister  Norma  in  "  The  Isle 
of  Conquest,"'  and  with  sister  Constance  in  a 
more  recent  film,  and  to-day  she  is  steadily 
making  good  as  a  film  actress. 

It  was  while  she  was  associated  with  her 
sisters  in  their  own  studios  that  her  prejudice 
against  film  work  gradually  broke  down. 

She  saw  the  possibilities  of  artistic  expression 
in  the  work,  and  being  a  very  intelligent  little 
lady  when  once  she  had  decided  to  take  it  up  she 
did  so  with  the  utmost  enthusiasm. 

So  now  all  three  of  the  Talmadge  sisters  are 
to  be  seen  on  the  screen,  and  although  at  present 
only  two  of  them  are  famous  no  one  can  say 
what  the  future  holds. 

"  1  am  the  ugly  duckling,"  declared  Natalie, 
on  one  occasion. 

"Well,"  replied  the  irrepressible  Constance, 
"  you  know  what  became  of  the  ugly  duckling 
in  the  end.  She  surpassed  all  the  others." 

(To  be  concluded.) 


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Overhauling  tke  Winter  ^Wardrobe — Cleaning  Your  Furs  and  Gloves 
— Freshening     Your     Frocks — Tke     Picture     Girl  s     Magyar  Blouse. 

RENOVATION  and  freshening  is  an  essential 
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if  a  well-groomed  appearance  is  to  bo 
faithfully  maintained.  And  just  now,  more 
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that  it  is  essential  that  old  garments  bo  freshened 
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cornflour  ranking  foremost  among  them.  While 
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Great  care  niusl  be  taken  when  petrol  is  used, 
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a  glowing  cigarette  is  likely  to  ignite  the  petrol 
in  the  conlincd  space  of  a  room. 

Cleaning  Your  Furs. 

IF  you  have  had  your  furs  stored  away  during 
the  summer  months,  do  not  bring  them 
straight  out  of  storage  and  wear  them. 
They  will  look  much  better  for  a  good  clean. 
White  furs  can  be  cleaned  admirably  with  corn- 
flour. This  must  be  scattered  thickly  over  the 
fur,  and  rubbed  well  into  it  with  the  tips  of  the 
fingers.  Allow  it  to  stay  on  the  fur  for  a  while, 
and  then  brush  out  with  a  clean,  soft-bristled 
brush.  If  the  first  cleaning  is  not  successful — ■ 
tho  fur  having  been  in  a  rather  dirty  state — a 
second  process  will  be  found  effective.  White 
fox  or  hare  can  be  cleaned  with  bran.  This  must 
be  placed  in  an  unbreakahle  dish  and  placed  in 
the  oven  to  heat.  Lay  the  article  to  be  cleaned 
on  a  sheet  of  white  paper  or  a  white  cloth,  and, 
heaping  the  hot  bran  upon  the  fur,  rub  it  in 
thoroughly.  Shake  out,  and  rub  again  with 
another  heap  of  hot  bran.  Later  on,  shake  and 
brush  out,  and  give  a  whipping  with  a  fine  cane. 
A  final  wiping  with  a  white  huckaback  towel 
will  bring  it  up  like  new.. 

Bran  will  be  appropriate  for  the 
cleaning  of  most  furs,  and    if  a 
slightly  damp  towel  is  kept  in  the 
bedroom,  and  rubbed  over  them 
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looking  until  they  are  thoroughly 
worn  out. 

To  Clean  Serge  Frocks. 

YOUR  last  winter's  gabardine 
or  serge  frock  will  need  a 
good  cleaning  before  it  is 
worn  again.  Petrol  is  the  hest  to 
use  for  this.  Fill  a  hath  with  cold 
water,  adding  a  tablespoonful  of 
petrol  to  it.  Then  lay  the  frock  in 
this  all  night.  Take  out  in  the 
morning,  and  hang  out  to  dry. 
When  the  garment  is  dry  press 
with  a  hot  iron,  and  you  will  find 
that  all  dirty  marks  and  grubbi 
ness  will  have  disappeared. , 

Light  coloured  cloth  can  be 
successfully  cleaned  with  plain 
kitchen  salt — plenty  of  it.  and 
crushed  to  a  fine  powder.  You  will 
require  a  cleaning  pad  made  out 
of  a  piece  of  white  cotton  fabric 
and  wadding. 

Lay  the  garment  to  be  cleaned 
on  a  white  paper  on  the  table,  and 
scatter  the  dry  salt  all  over  it. 
Spread  it  out  carefully,  so  that 
there,  is  a  powdering  of  the  salt 
all  over  the  cloth.  Then  take  the 
pad  and  rub  the  salt  well  into  the 
cloth  with  long,  downward  sweeps, 
so  as  not  to  roughen  the  surface 
of  tho  material.  Allow  to  stay  on 
for  a  few  minutes,  then  brush  off, 
and  go  over  the  more  soiled  parts 

When  all  the  salt  is  brushed 
off  you  will  be  astonished  with 

tho  good 

results  of  this    method   of  treat- 

Suede  Gloves. 

SUEDE  or  kid  gloves  become  soiled  particu- 
larly quickly  if  they  are  of  a  light  shade, 
and  continual  cleaning  becomes  an  ex- 
pensive detail.  Besides,  they  have  to  bo  away 
at  the  cleaner's,  for  a  couple  of  weeks  at  least, 
and  this  is  not  always  convenient.  Therefore, 
home  cleaning  is  much  more  convenient,  and 
much  cheaper. 

They  must,  of  courso,  be  cleaned  out  of  doors, 
as  petrol  will  need  to  bo  used.  Place  some 
petrol  in  a  bowl,  and  begin  with  the  white 
gloves.  Roll  the  sleeves  up  above  the  elbow, 
put  the  gloves  on,  and  rub  them  through  the 
petrol  exactly  as  if  you  were  washing  the  hands 
in  water.  Rub  the  tips  of  the  fingers  of  each 
hand  against  the  palms  of  the  other,  and  pay 
special  attention  to  the  parts  that  are  badly 

When  they  are  quite  clean,  take  them  off, 
squeeze  out  the  petrol,  pull  them  into  shape — 
seeing  that  all  the  fingers  are  quite  straight — 
and  hang  them  over  a  clean  line  in  the  open  air 
to  dry. 

Grey  or  tan  gloves  can  next  be  cleaned  in  the 
same  manner,  and  in  the  same  petrol.  Very 
dark  gloves  that  have  become  particularly  soiled 
will  need  a  second  bowl  of  petrol  to  remove  all 
the  dirt. 

Evening  Slippers. 

PALK  coloured  evening  shoes  will  also  clean 
perfectly  with  petrol.  If  only  slightly 
soiled,  rub  them  over  with  a  rag  dipped  in 
the  petrol,  but  if  the  dirt  is  grimed  in,  then  they 
should  be  put  bodily  in  the  petrol,  and  brushed 
gently  the  right  way  of  the  saMn,  with  a  soft 
brush,  until  all  marks  have  disappeared.  Take 
them  out  of  the  basin,  and  stirff  the  toes  firmly 
with  tissue  paper,  and  leave  out  in  the  air  until 
they  are  nearly  dry.  Then  take  out  the  paper, 
and  place  immediately  in  the  dustbin,  in  case 
of  contact  with  flames,  and  leave  the  shoes  to 
dry  thoroughly  in  the  open  air. 

Perhaps  your  black  satin  slippers  have 
become  worn  at  the  toe,  and  the  white 
canvas  foundation  peeps  through  threads  of 
the  fabric.  Remedy  this  by  first  painting 
with  black  dye,  and  then  neatly  covering 
the  shoe  with  a  piece  of  fine  gold  or  silver 
lace.  The  finished  effect  will  be  distinctly 
gratifying,  and  give  the  appearance  of  a  new 
pair  of  brocade  slippers. 

The  Picture  Girl's  Blouse. 

'  |  'HERE  is  a  distinct  charm 
about  the  Magyar  blouse, 
especially  for  dressy  wear, 
and  it  is  particularly  com- 
mendable on  account  of 
the  small  quantity  of 
material  needed  for  its 
fashioning.  The  Picture 
Girl  has  a  good  many  in 
her  wardrobe,  but  prettiest 
of  all  is  her  newest — just 
a  simple  little  affair  of 
pale  grey  crepe-de-Ohine, 
on  which  is  printed  cherry- 
coloured  fruit.-  The  design 
has  a  square  neek  and 
short  sleeves,  and  both 
are  bound  with  cherry 
silk  binding.  The  very  latest 
draped  band  takes  the  fulness 
at  the  waist. 

You  can  obtain  patterns  of 
this  blouse  in  22,  21,  26,  and 
28  inch  waist  sizes,  for  one 
shilling  each  from  Picture 
Show  Pattern  Department, 
291a,  Oxford  Street,  London, 
W.  1.  P.O.  to  be  made  pay- 
able to  the  Picture  Show. 
Heaps  of  other  designs  can  be 
seen  at  the  above  address. 

A  Dresser, 

No.  28,456.—  A  deligntfnl  Magyar 
blouse,  specially  designed  for  the 
"Picture  Girl"  by  the  editress 



IT  is  rather  amusing  to  turn  over  an  old 
volume  of  Pinch  and  sec  pictures  of  t ho 
balls  of  the  'seventies — the  women  with 
voluminous  skirts  and  elaborate  coiffure,  the 
men  with  ultra-long  trousers  and  side-whiskers, 
the  rows  of  bored  chaperones.  What  would 
those  decorous  ladics>  have  said  to  our  scant; 
frocks  and  bare  arms',  or  to  the  "  deplorably 
masculine"  fashion  of  "bobbing"  the  hair? 

A  dance  in  those  days  was  a  far  more  formal 
affair.  The  debutantes  were  chaperoned  by 
discreet  mammas  ;  they  did  not  dance  too 
much  for  fear  of  getting  unbecomingly  flushed  ; 
they  did  not  display  their  arms  in  the  bold 
fashion  of  the  1920  girl  ;  all  defects  were 
hidden  under  long  white  kid  gloves.  Only  in 
a  very  natural  vanity  did  the  girls  of  those 
days  resemble  the  maidens  of  our  own  time. 

The  modern  girl  has  a  harder  task  to  keep 
herself  looking  fresh  and  pretty  through  a  long 
and  arduous  evening  of  "  Jazz,"  "  Hesita- 
tion," and  "  Fox-Trot."  Dancing  is  too  apt 
to  make  one  look  "  shiny  "  and  hot,  and  the 
enthusiastic  dancer  will  not  spare  a  second  to 
disappear  into  the  dressing-room  to  powder 
her  face.  "  Wouldn't  it  be  lovely,"  several 
girls  have  said  to  me,  "if  there  was  something 
to  put  on  your  face — not  real  make-up,  you 
know — that  would  look  nice  all  the  evening 
without  any  further  trouble  ?  " 

And  to  these  I  reply,  "  There  is  something. 
Get  an  ounce  of  cleminite  from  your  chemist. 
Dissolve  it  in  water  and  bottle  it.  Before  you 
go  to  your  dance,  shake  the  bottle  well,  and 
bathe  your  face  with  the  lotion,  rubbing  lightly 
until  it  is  dry.  That  will  give  you  all  the  nice 
'  bloom  '  of  powder  without  hurting  your  skin 
in  the  least,  and  the  effect  will  last  for  several 


The  Victorian  miss  and  her  mamma  would 
certainly  deplore  our  casting  aside  of  the  con- 
ventional long  kid  gloves  as  "  excessively 
ungenteel."  So  also  does  tho  woman  of  to- 
day, whose  arms  are  better  hidden  than 
displayed.  Certainly,  though  a  pretty  arm 
gains  much  admiration,  an  ugly,  hairy  one 
ruins  the  prettiest  toilette.  Many  girls,  whose 
arms  are  otherwise  white  and  shapely,  suffer 
from  a  growth  of  superfluous  hair  on  them, 
which  is  far  from  attractive.  These,  of  course, 
can  be  removed  with  very  little  trouble. 
Shaving  is  undesirable,  for  not  only  is  it  very 
tiresome,  but  the  hairs  grow  again  with  in- 
creased vigour.  Electrolysis  is  painful  and 
expensive.  The  best  method  is  to  procure 
some  safe  home-remedy  ;  pheminol  is  by  far 
the  safest  and  most  reliable  drug  to  use.  Most 
chemists  stock  it  ready  for  use  in  small  1  oz. 
bottles  ;  all  that  is  necessary  is  to  add  a  little 
water  to  about  a  teaspoonful  of  the  powder, 
and  to  apply  the  resulting  paste  to  the  super- 
fluous hairs.  Directly  it  has  thoroughly  dried 
the  hair  can  be  easily  and  painlessly  scraped 
away  with  a  thin  piece  of  cardboard — a 
visiting  card  will  do. 

Pheminol  seems  a  little  expensive  ;  but  only 
a  very  little  is  required,  and  it  reduces  the 
future  growth  of  hairs  to  a  minimum. 

Let  all  who  have  pretty  arms  then  show 
them.  But  those  who  are  less  well  favoured 
will  be  wise  to  moderate  fashion  a  little,  and 
produce  a  little  illusion  with  "camouflage" 
sleeves  of  ninon  or  tulle. 




riclure  Show,  November  bth,  1920. 


{Continued  from 
page  17.) 

He  stiffened  and  listened  intently,  but  there  was 
no  sound  from  upstairs  to  show  the  noise  had  been 
I  card.  But  all  the  same  it  had  been.  \  era,  for 
some  reason  or  other  was  restless  that  night,  and 
she  heard  the  noise  made  by  the  falling  flower-pot. 
Throwing  a  wrap  over  her  shoulders,  she  crept 
downstairs  and.  peering  over  the  bannisters,  she  saw, 
to  her  horror,  her  lover  robbing  her  father  s  safe. 

She  held  her  breath  as  she  drew  back,  undecided 
what  to  do.  ...     ,  . 

At  that  moment  Chick  Larrabee  came  in  through 
the  library  window  and  as  she  caught  sight  of  the 
second  intruder  she  saw  Ben  creep  behind  a  screen 
near  to  the  sale. 

Ben  had  previously  closed  '.he  safe  and  Larrabee 
now  set  to  work  on  it.  He  was  much  longer  than 
JSen  had  been  in  getting  it  open,  but  at  last  lie 
Fwung  back  the  door,  and  began  to  search  for  the 
notes.  A  smothered  imprecation  burst  from  him  as 
he  saw  there  was  nothing  in  it  but  books  and  receipted 

"The  old  hayseed  must  have  taken  it  upstairs 
wilh  him,"  he  muttered,  "  Well.  I  mean  to  get  it 
il  1  liave  to  crack  him  over  the  head  to  do  it. 

He  began  to  climb  up  the  stairs,  but  he  had  not 
gone  manv  steps  before  Ben  was  on  him.  Ben 
cared  nothing  about  Larrabec's  threats  now.  He 
only  knew  that  a  dangerous  crook  was  out  torop, 
and  that  the  girl  he  loved  was  in  danger,  should  she 
discover  him.  -        T       .  _ 

With  a  swift  leap  he  threw  himself  on  Larrabee. 
He  missed  the  hold  he  tried  for  and  Larrabee  got 
him  by  the  throat.  Clenched  in  a  deadly  grip  tne 
two  men  struggled  on  the  first  landing  of  the  stairs. 
Ben  butted  Larrabee  with  his  head,  and  made  him 
release  his  grip.  Getting  a  waist  hold  he  exertea 
.ill  his  strength  and  threw  Larrabee.  The  crook 
tell  against  the  bannisters,  which  gave  way  beneatn 
his  weight,  and  both  men  crashed  to  the  floor. 

Ben  was  partly  stunned,  and  as  he,  picked  himself 
up  he  saw  Sir.  Owen  running  into  the  library  followed 
lv  Vera,  as  Chick  Larrabee  disappeared  through 
lite  library  window.  Outside  the  servants  were 
shouting  and  firing  guns  as  they  dashed  after  the 
fugitive.  .  . 

As  Ben  stood  there  wondering  how  he  could  ex- 
plain his  presence  in  the  house  he  saw  Mr.  Owen 
looking  at  him  witli  a  puzzled  air. 

"  What  does  this  mean,.  Ben,  and  how  did  you 
come  here  ?  "  he  said.  .  . 

Ben  tried  hard  to  think  of  something  to  say,  but 
a?  he  stood  hesitating  Vera  came  to  his  rescue. 

"  I  heard  somebody  moving  about  the  house, 
lather,  and  I  telephoned  to  Ben,"  she  said. 

Having  got  this  start  Ben  found  his  voice. 

"  Yes,  that's  it,  Mr.  Owen.  I  found  the  window 
of  the  library  open  and  when  I  got  in  the  room  I 
saw  the  safe  had  been  broken  into.  The  burglar 
was  just  going  upstairs  when  I  tackled  him.  We 
tought  on  the  stairs  and  the  bannisters  gave  way.  I 
was  stunned,  and  he  got  r.way  through  the  window 
just  as  1  got  to  my  feet." 

"  And  he  has  got  awav  with  my  five  thousand 
dollars  I  "  broke  in  Mr.  Owen.  "  You  look  after 
Vera,  Ben.  while  I  telephone  to  the  police." 

As  her  father  left  the  room  Vera  looked  Ben 
straight  in  the  face. 

"  I  saw  you  take  dad's  money  from  the  safe, 
Ben,"  she  said  quietly.  t> 

"  And  you  lied  for  me,  believing  mn  to  be  guilty, 
said  Ben,"  his  voice  tense  with  emotion. 

"  I  love  you,  Ben,"  said  Vera  slowly.  "  I  sup- 
pose that  explains  all." 

"  Well,  you've  no  need  to  be  ashamed  of  me  this 
lime,  Vera,"  said  Ben.  "That  other  man  you  saw 
was  Chick  Larrabee.  He  was  going  to  rob  your 
lather  and  when  he  knew  that  I  had  got  on  to  his 
scheme,  he  threatened  to  give  me  away  to  the  police 
for  a  robbery  I  committed  in  the  old  days  if  I  inter- 
tered.  There  was  only  one  thing  to  do  ;  that  was 
to  rob  the  safe  myself  before  he  came.  Your  dad's 
money  is  safe,  I  never  meant  to  touch  it.  Say  you 
believe  me,  Vera  ?  " 

"  I  do,  Ben,"  replied  the  girl.  "  I  might  have 
known  you  would  never  break  your  word  to  me." 

She  came  to  him  with  open  arms  and  in  the  Idas 
she  gave  him  was  a  woman's  trust,  for  then  and  all 

Then  Ben  got  swiftly  to  work.  He  dropped  the 
bundle  of  notes  among  the  papers  Larrabee  had 
taken  from  the  safe,  and  there  they  were  found  by 
Mr.  Owen  when,  at  Vcra's  suggestion,  he  made 
another  search. 

"  They  must  have  dropped  out  of  his  pocket  when 
yon  were  struggling  with  him,  Ben,"  said  the  farmer. 
And  Ben  let  it  go  at  that. 

While  they  were  talking  one  of  the  farm  hands 
rushed  in  with  the  news  that  the  burglar  had  been 
shot  dead  by  one  of  the  men  as  he  was  running 
across  the  meadow. 

Ben  and  Vera  exchanged  glances. 

"That  means  the  last  shadow  of  the  old  life  is 
lifted  for  ever  from  the  new,"  said  Ben,  as  he  said 
t'ood-nlght  to  Vera,  at  the  porch.  "  When  will  you 
be  ready  to  marry  me,  Vera  ?  " 

"  As  soon  as  you  want  me,  Ben,"  whispered  Vera, 
as  she  kissed  him  once  more. 

IF  you  want  to  kno\v 'anything  about  Films  or  Film  Players 


ONE  of  the  chief  attractions  of  a  picture  theatre  lies 
in  the  quality  of  its  programme  as  a  whole,  and 
not  in  any  one  particular  feature  of  it.  Not 
always,  however,  does  this  simple  fact  receive  the 
attention  it  deserves,  for  sometimes  the  tendency  is 
to  screen  old  pictures  for  which  there  is  no  demand, 
or  new  ones  of  inferior  quality,  on  the  principle  that 
everything  passes  for  entertainment. 

The  usual  method,  of  course,  is  to  tempt  the  public 
by  means  of  a  single  feature  attraction.  There  is 
nothing  to  be  said  against  this  method  provided  that 
care  is  taken  to  balance  the  rest  of  the  programme 
with  items  quite  as  good.  What  does  happen  at  some 
theatres,  however,  is  that  a  thrilling  serial  or  an 
attractive  complete  story  is  prominently  advertised. 
The  star's  name  may  be  that  of  a  well-known  favourite, 
or  the  public  may  have  already  been  made  acquainted 
with  the  merits  of  the  play.  In  this  way  interest  is 
aroused  concerning  that  particular  feature,  though 
nothing  whatever  may  be  known  regarding  the  merits 
of  the  other  items. 

It  is  here  that  the  pubUc  is  at  a  disadvantage.  On 
the  bill  outside  the  bare  mention  of  other  titles  com- 
prising another  drama,  a  comedy  or  news  film,  or 
whatever  else  the  programme  may  include,  often 
conveys  no  indication  of  their  merit.  Nevertheless, 
the  public  pays  to  go  in  and  see  them  all.  The  exhibi- 
tor, on  the  other  hand,  having  filled  his  theatre, 
assumes  that  the  whole  programme  must  be  good. 
There  is  no  logic  in  that  assumption.  Nor  is  the 
theory  always  correct. 

It  is  the  big  feature  which  invariably  acts  as  the 
magnet,  and,  whatever  an  audience  may  think  of 
the  rest  of  the  programme,  it  prefers,  as  a  rule,  to  sit 
and  see  it  through  rather  than  get  up  and  leave.  At 
the  same  time,  it  is  up  to  the  public  to  let  the  exhibitor 
know  when  it  has  reason  to  be  disappointed  with  the 
quality  of  any  of  the  pictures  shown.  This  can  be 
done  by  courteously  informing  the  manager  of  the 
theatre  of  the  fact  either  personally  or  by  letter.  It 
is  the  only  method  by  which  the  public  is  hke'y  to 
get  eventually  what  it  really  wants. 



Will  readers  kindly  remember  that  as  this  paper 
goes  to  press  a  considerable  time  before  publica- 
tion, letters  cannot  be  answered  in  the  next  issue  ? 
A  stamped  and  addressed  envelope  must  accom- 
pany any  letter  requiring  an  early  reply.  Every 
letter  should  give  the  full  name  and  address  of 
the  writer  (not  for  publication),  as  no  anonymous 
communications  can  be  answered.  Address  :  The 
Editor,  "  Picture  Show,"  Room  85,  The  Fleetway 
House,  Farringdon  Street,  London,  EX.  4. 

A.  K.  C.  (Reading). — Now  yon  must  be  good  and 
not  throw  any  brickbats  at  "  Vamplro,"  for  I  notice 
in  sticking  up  for  British  films  you  say  "  we  can, 
and  have,  made  quite  as  good  and  sometimes-,  better, 
pictures  than  those  of  any  other  country."  Tint's 
so.  Violet  Hopson  can  be  seen  in  "  A  Turf  Con- 
spiracy," "  A  Daughter  of  Eve,"  and  "  A  Gentleman 
Rider."    Yes,  Nazimova  Is  wonderful. 

A.  K.  S.  (Barking). — I  have  no  doubt  Mae  Marsh 
will  like  your  painted  portrait  of  her.  Frank  Kcenau 
reached  the  age  of  fifty-two  on  April  Pth  last.  Tom 
Moore  was  born  near  KcUs  Co.  Meath,  Ireland. 

"A  Schoolgirl "  (Olapharn). — You  may  rejoice. 
For  since  you  say  you  like  blue  eyes  better  than  any 
other,  Ralph  Graves  has  them.  He  was  in  "  What 
Am  I  Bid  ?  Pronounce  Pauline  Frederick's  first 
name  as  Pawleen. 

"  Betty  Blue  "  (Gravesend). — You  have  n"ver 
written  to  mc  before.  Ah,  well,  you  are  th«  one  I 
have  always  missed  1  So  you  want  Jack  Hoxic's 
photo  ?  He  was  brought  up  on  a  cattle  ranch,  and 
proved  himself  quite  a  clever  rider  in  several  champion 
ship  contests  before  starting  his  film  career.  He 
was  born  in  Oklahoma. 

"Glad"  (Worthing). — How  many,  many  years 
ago  did  you  see  the  films  you  mention  1  They  must 
have  impressed  you  wonderfully.  In  "  Adam  Bede," 
the  chief  artistes  were  Malvina  Longfellow,  Ivy  Close, 
Bransby  Williams,  and  Gerald  Ames. 

Gwt.s  (Calcutta). — I  am  sorry  you  had  a  difficulty 
in  getting  some  of  your  copies  of  this  paper.  I  am 
afraid  your  previous  letter  must  have  been  lost  in 
transit,  but  since  vou  have  repeated  your  question, 
it  was  the  late  Gaby  Deslys  who,  with  Harry  Piker, 
appeared  in  the  films  mentioned. 

Marjorie  (Cheam).— Believe  not  the  rumours 
which  kill  this  or  that  artiste,  for  Marguerite  Clark 
is  alive.  Yes,  Ruth  Roland  was  the  star  in  "The 
Tiger's  Trail."  Dorothy  Gish  is  single,  but  our  old 
friend  Richard  is  not. 

N.  F.  (Drogheda). — The  busiest  man  is  he  who 
finds  lime  for  many  things.  The  answer  to  your 
tiny  request  is  that  Thomas  Meighan  and  Betty 
Compson  were  the  leads  in  "  The  Miracle  Man." 
Warren  Kerrigan  is  thirty-one. 

A.  M.  J.  (Blaena von).— Though  I  have  never  met 
Elmo  Lincoln  I  should  sav  he  is  nice.  Gene  Pollard 
was  chosen  for  "  The  Return  of  Tarzan."  Klmo  was 
born  in  Rochester,  Indiana,  on  February  6th,  1889. 
His  real  name  is  Otto  Elmo  Linkcnhelt,  and  at  one  - 
time  he  was  a  fireman  on  a  railway  locomotive 

"  Diskum  Atjssie  "  (Bunbury). — Question  marks 
dance  before  mv  eyes  all  day,  and  sometimes  even 
haunt  my  dreams.  But  I  am  used  to  it.  William 
Scott,  who  has  been  screen  villain  so  often,  was  born 
thirty-seven  years  ago  in  New  York.  He  has  appeared 
in  "  AmariUv  of  Clothes-line  Alley,"  "  Riders  of  the 
Purple  Sage,"  "True  Blue,"  and  "  Pitfalls  of  a  Big; 
City."  He  doesn't  tell  us  anything  about  his  re- 

Elsie  (Cardiff)  and  "  The  Belle  "  (Cubitt  Town). 
— Since  both  of  you  want  to  know  about  A  House 
Divided."  I  have  paired  you  off.  In  this  film, 
Sylvia  Breamer  was  Mary  Lord,  Herbert  Rawlinson, 
opposite  her,  was  Philip  Carmichael,  and  Bob  Baldwin 
was  Lawrence  Grossmith.  Priscilla  Dean  and 
Ashton  Dearholt  were  iu  "  The  Two-Souled  Woman.' 

"  HACT  "  (Lewes). — Gregory  Scott  took  the  part 
of  Reid  Gordon  in  "  A  Great  Coup,"  the  Bioadwest 
film.  Others  mentioned  in  the  cast  were  Stewart 
Rome  as  Squire  Hampton.  Cameron  Carr  (Hichant 
Foxton),  and  Poppy  Wyndham  (Kate  Hampton). 
No  other  actress'  name  is  given. 

Betty  (Newcastle- on -Tyne).  — The  hooks  in 
question  were  written  by  a  man.  Norma  Talmadge 
is  three  years  older  than  Constance,  who  is  just  ox  er 
twenty.  The  latter  has  golden  hair  and  brown  eyes. 
Other' information  has  been  given  elsewhere. 

L.  L.  (New  Southgrite),  Cynthia  (Liverpool),  E.  J. 
(Brockley),  C  G.  H.  (Yarmouth),  M.  C.  15.  (Wednes- 
burv),  D.  T.  (Southport),  "Tosw.vLSH"  (New 
Maiden),  Freddie  (Hull),  "Two  Lawsidites" 
(Dundee),  Eileen  (Southampton),  D.  B.  (North- 
ainntoii),  L.  F.  (Wlnchmore  Hill),  D.  D.  (Muswell 
Hill),  D.  L.  M.  (Felixstowe),  N.  L.  (Bermondsey), 
Beryl  (Birmingham),  "CURIOCS  "  (London. N  ).  A.  V. 
(Liverpool),  G.  W.  (Merton).  C.  D.  (Chelmsford), 
M.  C.  (Port  Elizabeth),  H.  C.  R.  and  K..P.  P.  (Ilford), 
and  Tessa  (Cheltenham).  Sorry,  but  other  curious 
folk  have  just  been  given  on  this  page  the  same 
information  for  which  you  have  asked.  However, 
don't  hesitate  to  write  to  me  again  about  something 

"ASMOCS"  (Handsworth). — You  should  never 
look  a  gift  horse,  or  a  film  artiste,  in  the  mouth.  1 
don't,  so  how  eould  I  possibly  say  wh-ther  any 
film  stars  have  false  teeth  or  not  1  Won't  you  ask 
me  something  easier  ? 

W.  B.  (Peckham). — I  was  interested  in  your  criti- 
cism of  the  British  film  you  saw.  The  producer 
eertalnlv  ought  to  have  been  more  careful.  But  lot 
me.  in  fairness,  remind  you  that  several  American 
pictures  have  contained  amusing  blunders,  especially 
in  scenes  attempting  to  depict  the  customs  of  this 
countrv.  However,  let  me  hear  from  you  often. 
It  was*  Charles  Spore  who  took  the  part  of  Knid 
Bennett's  screen  brother  In  "  A  Desert  Wooing." 
(Afore  answers  next  week.l 

Adapted,  by  permission,  from  incidents  in  the  famont 
Lasky  photo  play  featuring  Charles  Ray  as  Ben. 

The  Motherless  Millgirl 

The  finest  drama  of  mill  li'c  ever  written.    Do  not  miss  the  opening 
chapters  in  TO  DAY'S    Girls'  Friend,"  which  also  contains  the  first 
of  a  series  of 

3  Big  FREE  coloured  plates 

You  will  t-c  delighted  with  these  beautiful  pic'.urcs.  Make  sure  of  them 
all  by  giving  your  newsagent  TO-DAY  a  regular  order  for  the 

Price  lid. 

Picture  Show,  Xovcmhcr  t>th,  1920. 


OF  EVERY  MAN  &  WOMAN  Reader. 


Famous  FILM  BEAUTY'S  Remarkable  Declaration 
 and  Advice  on  Personal  Appearance.  

"  MOTHING  that  I  or  anyone  else  can  say  is  too  good  for  it,  and 
I  am  glad  to  know  that  you  arc  offering  every  reader  of  Picture 
Snow  the  opportunity  of  receiving  what  I  can  truly  6ay  is  a  '  Gift- 
of-Gifts,'  for  that  is  what  it  proved  to 
be  in  my  own  case. 

Look  at  tho  accompanying  photo- 
graph of  Miss  Peggy  Carlisle's  lovely 
hair,  and  every  reader  will  be  able 
to  judgo  tho  value  of  the  "  Gift-of- 
tiifts"  offered  simply  for  the  asking 


These  4  Wonderful  Hair  Toilet 
Specialities— All  Free. 

1.  — A  Bottle  of  "  Harlene  "—ac- 
knowledged and  used  throughout  the 
world  becauso  it  is  the  most  stimulat- 
ing and  beautifying  tonic-food  for 
tho  hair.  Used  daily,  and  whenever 
tho  hair  is  brushed,  as  a  dressing,  it 
not  only  feeds  the  growth  of  tho  hair, 
but  "  insulates  "  it  against  every  enemy 
of  tho  hair,  such  as  greasiness,  scurf, 
dryness,  splitting,  breaking  and  fall- 
ing out,  as  it  "  drills  "  every  hair  into 
a  shaft  of  symmetrical  beauty  and 
makes  it  lustrous  with  the  radiance  of 

2.  — A  Packet  of  ".Cremex  "  Sham- 
poo Powder,  which  has  tho  largest  sale 
in  the  world  because  of  the  extraordi- 
nary way  in  which  it  frees  the  hair 
and  the  scalp  from  all  scurf,  stale  and 
more  [or  less  unpleasantly  odorous 
grease,  clamminess,  dull  and  lustreless 
appearance,  transforming  every  hair 
into  a  tendril  of  exquisite  daintiness 
»nd  cleanliness. 

3.  — A  Bottle  of  "  Uzon  "  Brillian- 
tine,  which  enhances  the  well-groomed 
appearance  of  the  hair,  whilst  supply- 
ing a  corrective  to  tho  "  too  dry  "  con- 
dition created  by  indoor  life  in  artificially 
heated  and  lighted  rooms,  "  Uzon " 
gives  "the  final  touch"  of  polish  and 

4— The  Illustrated  Book  of  "  Har- 
lene Hair-Drill  "  Instructions,  revealing  the  secrets  of  the  2-minut>s-a- 
•day  method  of  (1)  cultivating  and  (2)  preserving  a  glorious  head  of 

All  the  foregoing  four  things  are  yours  just  for  the  asking.  Simply 
send  the  Coupon  and  4d.  stamps  for  postage  of  your  "  Gift-of-Gifts  " 


by  return  of  post  full  Illustrated  Instructions,  together  with  the  com- 
plete outfit  to  begin  the  world-recognised  only  correct  treatment,  which 
will  enable  you  to  see  in  your  own  mirror  your  hair  growing  in  beauty 
day  after  day. 

You  will  be  surprised  to  see  within  5  to  7  days  your  hair  looking 
as  if  it  had  been  dipped  in  sunshine.  Sitting  between  the  window 
and  other  persons  your  hair  will  appear  to  them  as  though  bathed 
in  that  halo-like  radiance  so  admired  in  Miss  Peggy  Carlisle's  hair. 
Instead  of  looking  dull  and  matted  together,  each  hair  will  curl  in 
wavy  tendrils  of  beauty. 

Even  after  the  very  first  Shampoo  with  the  marvellously  cleansing 
and  brightening  "  Cremex  Shampoo,"  your  hair  will  look  twice  as 
luxuriant,  twice  as  beautiful  in  colour,  and  twice  as  lovely  in  that  fine 
silky  fluffine&s  of  the  hair  which  is  so  admired  by  everyone. 

"  Oh,  what  lovely  hair  !  "  is  the  envious  sigh  of  everyone  who  sees  Miss 
Peggy  Carlisle's  radiantly  beautiful  head  of  hair.  Every  film  lover 
must  have  said  or  thought  this  when  seeing  Miss  Carlisle  in  her  "  Star  " 
part  in  Miss  Marie  Corelli's  "  God's  Good  Man  "  and  Misx  E.  M. 
Dell's  "  Rocks  of  Valpre,"  "  Keeper  of  the  Door,"  "  Comradeship," 
and  other  notable  film  successes.  "  Everyone,"  Miss  Carlisle  frankly 
admits,  "  can  wondrously  improte  his  or  her  hair  by  including  '  Har~ 
lene  Hair-Drill '  as  a  part  of  the  daily  toilet."  To-day  every  interested 
reader  can  have  a  "  Harlene  Hair-Drill  "  Outfit  as  a  "  Gift-of-Gifts." 
Simply  send  the  Coupon  published  for  the  purpose  in  th  is  announcement. 

Every  day  afterwards  your  hair  will  improve  in  every  one  of  its 
natural  attributes  of  health  and  beauty.  Your  own  looking-glass  will 
reveal  the  daily  growing  health  and  beauty  of  your  hair. 

Such  faults  as  : 

— Brittleness, 
— Raggedness, 
— Scurflness, 

—Greasiness,   Clinging   in  a   "  flat " 

—Unpleasant  Odour, 
—Patchy  Thinness, 

—Falling  and  Combing  Out, 

will  rapidly  disappear. 

So  pleased  will  ycu  be  with  the  samo 
splendid  appearance  of  your  hair  aa 
seen  in  Miss  Peggy  Carl.sle's  photo- 
graph that  you  will  want  to  eohtinuo 
"  Harlene  Hair-Drill "  as  a  regular 
detail  of  your  daily  toilet. 

YOUR  "  Gift-of-Gifts  Harlene  Hair- 
Drill  Package."  Not  only  you,  but 
your  friends  will  be  amazed  at  the  way 
in  which  '"Harlene  Hair-Drill"  will  so 
wonderfully  improve  the  growth  and 
appearance  of  your  hair. 

Afterwards  you  will  be  glad  to 
know  that  you  can  obtain  from 
your  Chemists  or  Stores  regular  sup- 
plies for  the  "Harlene  Hair-Drill" 
essentials  for  your  toilet  table  at  the 
following  prices  : 


Is.  1M.,  2s.  9d.,  and  4s.  9d.  per 


at  Is.  lid.  per  box  of  seven  (singlo 
packets  2d.  each). 


and  2s.  9d.  per  bottle. 

Any  of  the  above  will  be  sent  direct 
by  Edwards'  Harlene,  Ltd.,  on  receipt 
of  6d.  extra  for  postage. 

sending  of  winch  will  bring  your 
"Gift-of-Gifts"  Outfit  to  YOU  by 
return  of  post : 


Simply  cut  out  this  Free  PICTURE  SHOW  Coupon  and  post,  with 
4d.  stamps  for  postage  ami  packing  to  your  address,  to 
20.  22,  24.  and  26.  Lamb's  Conduit  Street,  London,  W.C.  1. 

Dear  Sirs, — I  accept  vour  offer  of  a  "  Gift-of-Oifts  "  4-iu-l  "  Har- 
lene Hair-Drill  "  Outfit  as  offered  to  every  reader  of  PICTURE  SHOW, 
and  enclose  M.  stamps  for  postage  and  packing. 
NOTE  TO  PEADEP.  Write  your  full  name  and  address  clearly 
— — — —  on  a  plain  piece  of  paper,  pin  this  Coupon 
to  it,  and  post  as  directed  above.  (Mark  envelope  "  Gifts  Dept.") 
Picture  show,  o  ii.  '20. 

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Wash-day  is  not  the  day  of  heavy  work  that 
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Soak  the  clothes  in  cold  water  with  Rinso  overnight. 
Rinse  and  hang  to  dry  in  the  morning.    That's  all! 


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Three  little  pals  whom  we  are  to  see  together  on  the  screen  in  "  Dinty,"  the  coming  photo-play.     Wesley  Barry,  of  Freckle  fame, 
you  «ee  in  the  centre ;  on  his  right  is  Aaron  Mitchell,  his  darkey  pal  ;  on  his  left,  Walter  Chung,  his  little  Chinese  friend. 


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without  worry — thanks  to  the 
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Not  only  saves  on  the  clothes  and  household  furnishings  bills, 
but  saves  all  the  trouble  of  Home-Dyeing  too.  Drummer- 
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Out  Early  and  Happy  on 
Wash-day  with  Sunlight. 

TO  the  children  the  cheeriness 
and  happiness  of  home  centres 
in  Mother.  In  her  turn  Mother 
strives  to  make  their  lives  bright 
and  happy.  That  is  why  she  uses 
Sunlight  Soap. 

Sunlight  Soap  enables  Mother  to 
be  out  early  and  happy  with  the 
children  on  wash-day — the  washing 
finished,  clothes  neatly  folded  in  the 
basket,  and  with  leisure  to  enter 
into  the  children's  pleasures. 

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riclure  Show,  November  13//*.  1920. 

Famous  Readers  of  the  "  Picture 

No.  44.— MARY  MASSART. 

MARY  MASSART,  the  dainty  little  star  who 
is  playing  the  leading  feminine  role  in 
the  StoII  version  of  Sax  Rohmer's  mystery 
story  of  "  The  Yellow  Claw,"  is  a  keen  lover  of 
the  Pictcrk  Show.  She  is  seen  above  looking 
up  after  admiring  the  centre  pictures  of  (Jeorges 
Carpentier,  the  famous  boxer,  who  is  starring  in 
"  The  Wonder  Man  "  film. 

Miss  Massart  will  be  more  than  interested  in 
this  issue,  for  Ijesides  the  photograph  of  her.  she 
will  be  able  to  read  the  story  ot  "  The  Wonder 
Man,"  which  begins  on  page  6.  Miss  Massart 
will  not  be  alone  in  enjoying  the  story,  will  she  ? 

I  know  all  my  readers  will  turn  eagerly  to  this 
page  and  read  of  a  real  hero  in  a  hero  part  on 
screen  and  in  story. 

A  Hint  for  To-morrow. 

TO-MORROW,  Tuesday,  is  the  date  for  the 
fourth  number  of  the."  Girls'  Cinema  "  to 
greet  you  on  your  way.    There  is  a  most 
charming    plate    presented    with    this  issue. 
Charles  Ray  and  Seena  Owen  in  a  delightful  love 
scene.    The  title  of  which  is  "  Say  Yes." 

If  you  have  not  yet  seen  this  splendid— and 
1  use  the  adjective  that,  everyone  who  has 
written  me  about  it  used— little  paper,  don't  let 
to-morrow  pass  without  getting  a  copy.  I  don't 
t-sk  much  from  you.  I  don't  ask  you  to  buy  it 
every  week,  only  one  copy  to-morrow,  for  I  know 
you  will  not  need  asking  to  buy  future  copies. 

The  "Girls'  Cinema"  is  a  paper  that  every' 
girl  fond  of  the  Picture  Show  cannot  afford 
to  miss. 

Poor  May. 

I HEAR  from  a  friend  in  California  that  the 
residents  of  Hollywood  are  bemoaning  the 
fact  that  they  were  not  up  in  the  early 
hours  of  one  morning  last  week,  as  they  thereby 
missed  seeing  a  startling  reproduction  of  Lad}' 
Godiva's  famous  ride,  by  May  Allison,  which  is 
to  appear  in  the  coming  photo-play,  "  The 
Marriage  of  William  Ashe." 

The  horse  on  which  Miss  Allison,  attired  only 
In  a  long  flowing  wig,  was  seated,  became  excited 
by  the  lights  and  the  clicking  of  the  camera  in  the 
studio,  and  bolted  through  an  archway,  down  the 
streets  of  Hollywood.  ' 

A  chauffeur  eventually  captured  the  frightened 
nnimal,  and  brought  him,  and  the  blushing  star, 
back  to  the  studio.  "  I'm  glad  it  was  three 
o'clock  in  the  morning,"  says  Miss  Allison. 

As  He  Really  Is. 

PICTURE-GOERS  who  -have  watched  the 
clever  character  work  of  Raymond  Hatton, 
will  have  an  opportunity  of  seeing  him  as 
he  really  is  in  two  new  Goldwyn  productions. 
Hatton  makes  up  so  cleverly  that  few  people 
who  have  seen  him  ori  the  screen  would  recognise 
him  in  real  life.  But  in  "  Head  Over  Heels," 
with  Mabel  Normand  and  in  "  The  Conceit," 
he  is  to  play  straight  roles.  In  the  former  he 
impersonates  a  press  agent,  and  in  the  latter, 
takes  the  part  of  a  young  doctor. 

In  between  he  played  a  Scotch  part  in  "  Bunty 
Pulls  the  Strings,"  in  which  he  was  completely 
disguised  by  his  costume. 

Photqyrapk:?  ard  Paragraphs  of  Picture;.  Play^  and  Players 

A  Proposal  from  the  Skies. 

ROMANCE  is  not  dead  —not  by  a  long  chalk  ! 
For  the  latest  gossip  from  Los  Angeles 
tells  how,  the  other  night,  Ruth  Roland 
was  in  her  garden  playing  in  the  moonlight  with 
"  Laddie,"  her  now  police  dog.  when,  veritably 
out  of  the  clouds  came  a  dainty  white  parachute 
with  a  gold  basket  attached,  containing  a  tcn- 
pound  box  of  chocolates  and  a  proposal  of 

In  the  letter  the  daring  young  aviator  who 
had  sent  the  parachute  on  its  journey  of  lose, 
told  he  was  bashful  in  his  adoration,  and  so  hail 
used  a  method  he  had  successfully  employed 
while  an  ace  in  the  w  orld  war. 

Though  Ruth  refused,  she  did  it  very  nicely — 
told  him  he  was  adorably  up-to-date,  as  that  was 
tlte  Grst  time  she  had  enjoyed  a  bomb  from  the 

A  Request  from  Sarah  Bernhardt. 

LADY  TREE  is  to  be  present  at  the  first 
exhibition  in  London  of  Louis  Mercanton's 
film,    "  Miarka,"    the   screen    version  of 
Jean  Richepin's  famous  story,  in  which  the  lato 
Madame  Rejane  made  her  last  dramatic  ap- 

Lady  Tree  is  to  be  present  in  answer  to  the 
following  request  she  received  by  cable  from 
Madame  Sarah  Bernhardt  : 

"  My  dearest  Friend. — Will  you  be  my  in- 
terpreter, or  rather  my  proxy,  and  represent  me 
at  the  first  appearance  of  '  Miarka,  the  Child  of 
the  Bear,'  in  which  our  wonderful  Rejane  is  to 
lie  seen  for  the  last  time  ?  I  am  quite  well  now, 
and  would  come  to  London  myself  if  the  diffi- 
culties of  the  journey  were  not  so  trying.  I 
count  on  your  doing  me  this  favour  because  of 
your  friendship  for  me,  and  your  admiration  for 
Rejane,  and  I  send  you  expressions  of  my 
affectirJhate  remembrance. 

"  Sarah  Bernhardt." 

To  this  Lady  Tree  replied  that  she  would  be 
proud  and  delighted,  receiving  by  return  a 
further  telegram  : 

"  All  my  thanks  with  all  my  heart. 

"  Sarah  Bernhardt." 

You  Can  See  for  Yourself. 

THOSE  of  you  who  are  anxious  to  see  what 
the  interior  of  a  film  studio  looks  like 
whilst  the  films  are  actually  being  taken, 
can  see  it  in  the  Broadwest  film,  "  The  Romance 

of  a  Movie  Star,"  in  which  Violet  Hopson. 
Stewart  Rome,  Gregory  Scott,  and  Cameron 
Can-  appear  in  important  parts. 

In  this  film  are  included  some  very  fine  views 

of  London  and  EZngUsh  count ry.  Picture-goera 
cannot  fail  to  recognise  the  view  from  the  top  ot 
Richmond  Hill,  and  most  interesting  scenes  are 
shown  in  a  movie  studio. 

Eva's  Advice  to  Wives. 

ALMOST  as  many  husbands  are  driven  from 
home  by  wives  who  lavish  too  much  at- 
tention on  them  as  leave  because  their 
wives  neglect  them.    So  believes  Eva  Novak. 

"  Men  were  intended  to  be  the  aggressors 
in  the  battle  of  love."  she  says,  "and  women 
were  cast  to  play  defensive  parts.  Warrior.*, 
once  they  have  completely  subdued  their  op- 
ponents, are  likely  to  seek  other  adversaries. 
So  it  is  with  husbands,  and  the  woman  who  baa 
been  wooed  and  won.  und  then  displayed  her  lovo 
by  too  frequent  and  flagrant  fuss  and  demon- 
stration, is  apt  to  overdo,  with  disastrous 

"  Men  like  attention  from  women,  but  not  too 
flagrant  attention.  My  advice  to  the  wife  IB 
to  be  sane  and  conservative  in  the  treatment  ot 
her  husband,  and  to  retain  much  of  that  reserve 
which  marked  her  courtship." 

Her  Eighteenth  Birthday. 

EDITH  ROBERTS  has  just  returned  to 
Universal  City  after  a  month's  holiday  iti 
New  York,  her  birthplace.  It  was  her 
first  real  holiday  for  several  years,  and  you  may 
guess  she  made  the  most  of  it,  especially  as  her 
eighteenth  birthday  fell  during  the  time  she 
spent  in  New  York.  She  was  feted  by  her  former 
school  churns,  and  a  feast  was  given  in  her 
honour.  The  only  drawback  to  the  occasion 
was  the  loss  of  a  valuable  pearl  necklace  which 
had  belonged  to  her  mother. 

New  York  police  are  still  searching  for  the 
missing  gems. 

It  Was  Hot. 

HARRY  CAREY  is  now  taking  the  part  of 
the  tramp  poet,  "  Sundown  Slim,"  in  the 
picture  of  that  name.  It  is  a  story  that 
tells  how  a  tramp  poet  is  thrown  into  the  midst 
of  a  sheep  ranchers'  and  cattlemen's  feud,  and 
depicts  the  regeneration  from  a  cowardly  tramp 
to  a  contented  and  fearless  ranch  owner. 

PEGGT  BEAMS,  the  pretty  nine  and  a  half  year  old  girl  who  is  in  great  demand  as  a  photographer's  model, 
and  who  is  now  making  a  name  for  herself  on  the  screen.    We  can  see  her  in  "  Our  Girls  and  Their  Physique  " 

and  the  "  Game  of  Life  "  films. 

1'icture  Show,  November  13th,  1920. 

"PICTURE  SHOW" CHAT.  (COTff,"1.f° m 

Great  trouble  was  experienced  in  filming  the 
desert  scenes  of  this  picture,  because  of  the 
excessive  heat  of  tho  Arizona  desert.  It  was 
necessary  to  keep  the  camera  covered  by  a 
heavy  ice  pack,  and  rush  the  finished  film  out 
of  the  desert  every  day  by  motor.  To  prevent 
sunstroke,  the  actors  all  wore  lettuce  leaves  in 
their  hats. 

— ♦+ — 
Two  New  Features. 

1MUST  not  forget  to  tell  you  that  thore  are 
two  splendid  new  features  in  this  week's 
issue  of  our  companion  paper,  the  Boys' 
Cinema.  One  is  the  beginning  of  the  world- 
famous  story,  "The  Return  of  Tarzan,"  and 
the  other  is  a  new  series  of  tales  of  the  West, 
told  by  Tom  Mix,  the  cowboy  star. 

Geraldine  Wishes  Rumour  Denied. 

GERALDINE  FARRAR  has  asked  me  to 
deny  the  current  report  that  she  is  to 
abandon  the  movies.  Although  the 
operatic  stage  is  very  insistent  that  Geraldine 
should  let  them  hear  her,  we  may  rest  assured 
that  we  shall  see  her  for  some  time  yet  on  the 

appeared  as  Toni  in 
"The  Flame,"  the  Olive 
Wadsley  novel  filmed  by 
the  Stoll  Company. 

RUttijr  MILLER  appearing 
in  the  Stoll  picture  ver- 
sion of  "The  Mystery  o! 
Mr.  Bernard  Brown." 

The  Servant  Problem  Solved. 

FRITZI  BRUNETTE  has  solved  the  servant 
problem.    Year  in  and  year  out,  ever  since 
her  friends  can  remember,  Fritzi  has  had 
the  same  maid.    The  other  day  she  was  asked 
how  she  managed  it. 

"  Well,  you  see,"  said  Fritzi,  "  the  average 
housekeeper  has  failed  to  keep  a  maid  for  long 
becauso  they  fail  to  treat  them  with  proper  tact. 
Women  call  their} maids^skiv vies,  Mary  Janes, 
generals,  housekeeper,  or  took.  This  is  very 
bad  diplomacy." 

"  What  do  you  call  your  maid  X  "  she  was 

"  My  domestic  secretary,"  replied  Fritzi. 
— v» — 

Where  to  Find  Loyalty. 

IRENE  RICH  has  something  to  add  to  the 
general  discussion  about  the  servant  prob- 

"  If  you  want  loyalty,"  she  advisos,  "engage 
a  Philippine  servant,  and  if  you  can't  find  one 
here,  make  a  trip  to  the  Philippine  Islands,  and 
get  one." 

Miss  Rich  has  reason  for  hor  favouritism. 
Several  years  ago  she  lived  in  Honolulu,  and 
engaged  there  a  nativo  servant,  named — by 
hor — Willy  Wood.  Willy  was  faithful  and 
devoted,  and  all  that  a  servant  should  be.  But 
Miss  Rich  never  suspected  the  depths  of  his 

Tho  other  day  a  dark-skinned  youth  appeared- 
at  the  Goldwyn  Studios,  and  asked  for  her.  Of 
course  it  was  Wiliy.  He  had  heard,  even  hi 
Honolulu,  x)f  her  success  on  the  screen,  and 
followed  hor  all  tho  way  to  Culver  City  in  the 
hopo  of  being  able  to  work  for  her  again. 
— — 

Why  the  World  is  Hard. 

SEENA  OWEN  has  a  sense  of  humour.  She 
was  talking  the  other  day  to  her  director, 
who  was  bemoaning  tho  fact  that  it  was  a 
hard,  hard  world. 

"  Yes,  you're  right,  but  do  you  know  why  J  " 
asked  Scenu. 

"  No  t  " 

"  Beeaune  all  tho  soft  jobs  taken,"  Miss 
Owen  assured  him  with  a  laugh. 

Lost  His  Opportunity. 

WILLIAM  RUSSELL  has  a  very  good 
friend  to  whom  ho  has  been  attached  by 
the  tonderest  bonds  of  sympathy  and 
understanding  for  a  long  number  of  years.  He 
never  goes  anywhere  without  him,  and  though 
this  friend  is  neither  young,  handsome,  nor 
artistic,  he -frequently  presumes  so  much  upon 
this  long-standing  friendship  to  obtrude  his 
shabby  presence  between  Mr.  Russell  and  the 
camera,  and  has  managed  by  sheer  "  pull  "  on 
the  part  of  his  influential  friend  to  even  sneak 
his  way  into  many  a  picture.  On  some  occa- 
sions, in  fact,  Mr.  Russell  finds  his  rather 
disreputable  old  pal  indispensable  in  achieving 
some  particular  effect,  and  the  other  day  work 
was  held  up  some  time  at  the  Fox  Studios,  for 
Big  Bill  suddenly  made  the  appalling  discovery 
that  he  had  lost  his  affinity.  The  whole  com- 
pany heaved  a  sigh  of  relief  when  a  propei  ty 
man  strolled  in  and  nonchalantly  mquiring, 
"  Is  this  yours  ?  "  restored  to  William  Russell 
his  pet  pipe  of  English  briar. 

Charlie's  Early  Days. 

COURTENAY  FDOTE,  the  English  actor, 
who  came  out  to  America  with  Sir  Herbert 
Beerbohm  Tree,  was  at  the  Chaplin 
Studio  the  other  day  and  was  amusing  us  with 
some  stories  of  the  times  when  Charlie  was 
working  for  the  Essanay  Company.  When  ho 
was  doing  "  The  Bank,"  it  appears  he  used  to 
get  very  depressed  and  worried,  wondering 
whether  the  public  would  stand  for  a  comedy 
with  a  strong  undercurrent  of  sadness.  Mr. 
Foote,  who  is  incidentally  a  born  humourist 
himself,  feelingly  described  how  Charlie  used 
to  drop  into  his  place  of  an  evening,  at  onco 
divest  himself  of  his  shoes  and  socks,  and  seat 
himself  in  front  of  his  friend's  hearth,  whilst 
Mr.  Foote,  as  he  put  it,  "  tried  to  coax  the  fire 
into  being  a  fire."  Later  in  the  evening  they 
would  adjourn  to  the  kitchen  and  between 
them  get  a  Bohemian  repast ;  later  they  would 
Bottle  down  comfortably  for  a  talk,  thelatter 
interspersed  by  the  occasional  sizzle  of  a  cigar- 
ette ash  flicked  off  into  the  kitchen  sink. 

Fay  Filmer. 


Special  Correspondent  for  British  Studios., 

MASTER  ROBY,  known  as  "Bubbles"  in  film 
circles,  on  account  ol  his  remarkable  likeness 
to  the  boy  in  Millais'  masterpiece.  He  has 
appeared  in  a  number  of  films,  among  which 
can  be  mentioned  "Betba  the  Gipsy  "  and  "The 


IT  has  always  been  tho  policy  of  the  Pictube 
Show  to  give  to  its  readers  news,  photo- 
graphs, and  stories  of  the  best  films  and  the 
most  popular  cinema  players.. 

Until  comparatively  recently,  America  and 
the  Continent  supplied  practically  all  the 
pictures  shown  over  here.  There  were,  of  course, 
British  producers,  all  honour  to  them,  but  they 
were  few  in  number,  and  fighting  an  uphill 
battle,  by  reason  of  the  fact  that  this  country 
was  years  behind  America  in  the  film  industry. 

The  Time  Has  Now  Come. 

TO-DAY,  Great  Britain  is  a  real  rival  to 
America,  a  fact  recognised  by  thousands 
of  our  readers,  who  write  every  week 
asking  the  Picture  Show  to  encourage  British 
films.  This  has  always  been  the  policy  of  this 
paper,  but  now  that  the  number  of  British 
producers  has  so  vastly  increased,  and  the  films 
have  inproved  so  much,  the  Picture  Show 
intends  to  devote  the  entire  two  centre  pages 
weekly  to  news  and  photographs  of  British 
films,  players  and  producers. 

To  this  end,  Edith  Nepean,  the  well-known 
novelist,  has  joined  the  Picture  Show,  as  its 
British  studios  correspondent.  She  will  act  for 
this  paper  as  our  residential  correspondents  in 
Los  Angeles  and  New  York  ore  now  doing. 

Welcome  to  British  Films. 

MUCH  of  the  success  of  American  films  is 
due  to  the  persistent  booming  of  the 
industry.  The  value  of  publicity  is 
recognised  much  more  in  the  States  than  it  is 
here.  The  British  producer  in  the  past  has 
suffered  from  his  modesty.  He  has  been  con- 
tent to  let  tho  public  judge  for  themselves.  But 
while  that  is  a  soiuul  maxim — for  the  patron 
of  the  cinema  must  always  bo  the  final  judge — 
the  up-to-date  producer,  when  ho  has  got  a  good 
thing,  will  take  caro  to  let  tho  public  know. 

We  of  the  Picture  Show  can  assure  tho 
British  producer  that  the  cineina-going  public 
of  the  country  arc  only  too  anxious  to  patronise 
British  films,  when  they  are  worthy  of  patronage. 
Every  week  we  receive  hundreds  of  letters 
bearing  out  this  statement. 

Exclusive  Stories  of  British  Filmland. 

EDITH  NEPEAN,  whose  first  novel, 
"Gwyneth  of  the  Welsh  Hills,"  was 
dedicated  by  special  permission  to  tho 
Rt.  Hon.  David  Lloyd  Georgo,  is  well  known' 
in  film  circles,. and  even  in  the  dark  days  of  tho 
British  film  industry,  she  had  always  an  un- 
shakable belief  that  the  early  struggles  of  tho 
pioneers  would  eventually  meet  with  success. 

Week  by  week  she  will  give  to  tho  readers  of 
the  Picture  Show  exclusive  stories  about  their 
favourites  of  the  British  screen,  and  up-to-date 
information  about  British  films. 

A  Request  to  Our  Readers. 

MAY  I  ask  a  favour  of  our  readers  T  In  this 
latest  addition  to  the  many  features  of 
tho  Picture  Show,  I  shall  bo  glad  to 
receive  your  opinion  of  British  films  and  British 
players.  We  of  the  Picture  Show  lmvo  never 
made  any  secret  that  tho  outstanding  success  of 
this  paper  has  l)cen  duo  as  much  to  tho  helpful 
suggestions  of  our  readers  as  to  ourselves.  | 

The  Editor. 

riclurc  Sftow,  Nooembir  13W,  1920. 


Our  representative  calls  at  the  Metro  Film  Studios,  and  gives  MR.  LAKE,  Director 
o!  Publicity,  bis  weekly  copy  of  the  "Picture  Show."     MR.  LAKE  looks  as  though  he 
is  very  pleased  to  receive  it. 

NAOMI  CHILDERS,  a  pretty  Goldwyn  film  player,  sat  on  the  front 
of  her  car  to  have  her  photograph  taken  for  the  PICTURE  SHOW 
before  going  for  a  spin. 

A  happy-looking  group,  mostly  composed  of  the  Cudahy  family,  who  are  all  members  of  Monroe  Salisbury's  company.  Left  to  right  are:  DR.  JOHN  MOORE, 
the  Cudahys'  family  physician  ;  MRS.  JACK  CUDAHY  ;  ERNEST  KING,  Monroe  Salisbury's  Valet  ;  MISS  ANN  CUDAHY  ;  MILTON  MARKWELL. 
juvenile  lead  ;  MASTER  MICHAEL  CUDAHY  ;   JACK  CUDAHY  ;   JOHN  R.  CUDAHY  (standing)  ;  MONROE  SALISBURY  ;   DONALD  CRISP,  his  director  : 


LUCILLE  CARLISLE,  who  is  leading  lady  to — well,  you  can  see  his  photograph 
in  front  of  her,  and  you  are  sure  to  recognise  LARRY  SEMON. 

TOD  SLOAN,  the  world-famous  jockey,  visited  the  studio  of  RUTH  ROLAND, 
Pathe  star,  and  they  ran  a  race.   It  would  be  interesting  to  know  who  woa. 


Picture  Show,  Xovcmlcr  lith,  1920. 


IT  was  the  opening  night  of  the  social  season  of 
the  Potomac  Ridge  Club — one  of  the  most 
exclusive  institutions  of  its  kind  in  America. 
The  Potomac  was  unique  in  many  ways. 
It  could  not — like  so  many  clubs  in  England — 
demand  that  its  members  should  be  able  to  show 
an  unbroken  line  of  aristocratic  descent,  or  at 
least  have  no  connection  with  commerce,  for 
America  being  a  commercial  country,  it  follows 
that  its  leading  citizens  must  be  business  men ; 
but  its  committee  could,  and  did  insist,  that 
the  men  who  sought  membership,  or  who  were 
introduced  as  guests,  should  be  above  suspicion, 
judged  either  from  the  standpoint  of  business  or 
the  social  standard. 

The  Potomac,  among  many  other  things  on 
which  it  based  its  title  to  be  the  finest  club  in 
America,  pointed  with  pride  to  the  fact  that 
the  wives,  daughters,  and  women  friends  of  its 
members  were,  in  the  eyes  of  its  committee, 
quite  as  important  as  the  male  members. 

If  the  latter  had  their  splendidly  equipped 
gymnasium,  baths,  training-track,  tennis-court, 
golf  links,  billiard-rooms  and  cardrooms,  the 
women,  in  addition  to  sharing  most  of  these, 
had  their  private  tea-gardens  and  reception- 
rooms,  and  in  what  might  be  termed  mixed 
social  events,  where  non-members  were  invited 
to  the  club,  the  women  were  more  strongly 
represented  than  the  men  on.  the  committee 
that  sent  out  the  invitations. 

On  this  opening  night  of  the  season,  the 
Potomac  was  ablaze  with  light,  and  hundreds  of 
pounds  had  been  spent  on  the  floral  decorations. 

On  a  balcony  overlooking  the  magnificent 
ballroom  stood  Mr.  Robert  E.  Stoner,  one  of  the 
heads  of  the  firm  of  The  Western  Machino  Cor- 
poration, a  firm  that  was  supplying  France  with 
immense  quantities  of  military  equipment. 

He  was  a  man  about  forty  years  of  age,  with 
a  keen  but  pleasant  face. 

He  was  smiling  down  at  Mrs.  Stoner — his 
second  wife,  a  hundsome,  but  rather  dissatisfied- 
looking  woman  about  eight  veal's  his  junior. 

She  was  talking  to  E.  Guiscon  Steven,  Mr. 
Stoner's  partner,  a  middle-aged  man  with  a  keen 
face  but  rather  shifty  eyes.  The  two  were 
joined  by  a  young  man,  tall,  well-built,  and 
rather  aggressive -looking.  Ho  was  passably 
good-looking,  but  there  was  something  in  the 
sardonic  cast  of  the  dark-complexioned  face  and 
the  cold,  domineering  eyes,  which  would  have 
indicated  to  the  close  observer  that  Alan  Gardner 
was  a  man  accustomed  to  getting  his  own  way, 
and  that  he  would  not  bo  over  particular  as  to 
the  means  he  employed  to  get  it. 

Gardner  was  an  agent  who  acted  for  the  firm 
of  Stoner  .&  Steven  in  their  doalings  with  the 
French  Government. 

After  he  had  exchanged  greetings  with  Mrs. 
Stoner  and  Steven,  Gardner  gave  an  almost 
imperceptible  backward  inclination  of  his  head 
and  whispered  something,  which,  to  judge  from 
tho  sneering  expression  on  his  face,  was  not  vory 
complimentary  to  tho  person  to  whom  it  re- 

Mrs.  Stoner  and  Steven  turned  casually  and 
focussed  their  attention  on  a  young  man  in  the 
uniform  of  an  ollicer  in  the  French  army. 

Ho  was  a  man  who  would  havo  commanded 
attention  in  a  gathering  ten  times  as  large  as 
that  which  now  filled  the  Potomac  Club. 

Just  under  six  feet  in  height,  he  was  so  splen- 
didly proportioned  that  his  figure  almost  seemed 
slight,  but  any  physical  culturist  would  have 
instantly  known  that  the  well-fitting  uniform 
covered  a  body  that,  had  all  the  strength  and 
suppleness  of  a  panther. 

His  face  was  strikingly  handsome. 

It  would  havo  served  a  sculptor  for  the  face 
of  one  of  the  ancient  Greeks  when  that  race  of 
supermen  was  at  its  zenith. 

Tho  thick,  chestnut-coloured  hair  was  brushed 

Trie  Story  in  wkick  Geo 
the  WorU-F  amous  Boxer,  plays  tke  part 
ofH  enrt  E)  Alour  in  tke  Ideal  pkoto-play, 
wkick  w  ill  skortly  ke  sk  own  tn  all  tke  lead- 
ing Picture  Houses  in  tke  Britisk  Isles. 

straight  back  from  the  forehead,  accentuating 
the  classical  outline  of  the  features,  but  what  was 
perhaps  the  most  pleasing  characteristic  about 
the  young  man — he  was  not  much  over  twenty — 
was  his  unaffected  boyishness. 

Henri  D' Alour,  despite  his  terrible  experiences 
on  the  Western  battle  front,  was  still  full  of  tho 
joy  of  life. 

Robert  Stoner  smiled  to  himself  as  he  looked 
on  D'Alour,  but  the  smile  quickly  changed  to  a 
frown  as  he  heard  the  young  man's  name  men- 
tioned by  two  men  talking  beneath  the  balcony. 

"  There's  that  protege-  of  Stoner's  here 
again,"  said  one.  "  It's  a  queer  thing  that 
nobody  seems  to  know  who  D'Alour  is  or  v/hat 
he  is  doing  here.  It  makes  me  tired  the  way 
the  girls  run  after  him.  One  would  think  he  was 
a  god,  not  a  mere  man." 

He  certainly  does  look  like  one  of  tlie  gods  of 
mythology,"  replied  the  other.  "  I  confess  I  have 
never  seen  a  more  handsomo  or  fascinating  young 
man.  But  as  you  say,  he  is  a  bit  of  a  mystery. 
I  think  Stoner  might  have  told  us  more  about 
him,  since  he  brings  him  to  the  club  so  often." 

"  What  womanish  jealousy,"  muttered  Stoner 
as  he  moved  away.  "  All  the  young  men  are 
peeved  with  D'Alour  because  they  have  no 
chance  with  the  girls  when  he  is  around.  And  I 
don't  blame  the  girls  either.  Hello  !  My 
own  little  Dorothy  is  evidently  of  the  same 
opinion  as  the  others." 

His  glance  wandered  to  a  petite  and  strikingly 
pretty  girl  who  had  just  come  from  one  of  the 
inner  rooms  and  joined  D'Alour. 

Dorothy  was  Stoner's  only  child. 

Her  mother  was  his  first  wife,  and  there  was 
not  any  groat  affection  between  the  present  Mrs. 
Stoner  and  tho  girl. 

This  was  revealed  by  tho  cold  nod  she  gavo 
to  the  young  couple  as  they  passed  her,  but 
D'Alour  and  Dorothy  were  too  happy  to  worry 
about  Mrs.  Stoner's  scarcely  veiled  hostility.  • 

"  I  thought  you  were  never  coming,"  said  tho 
young  man  as  they  hurried  out  of  the  crowd  to  a 
pulin  court. 

"  I  hope  you  were  not  prevented  from  enjoying 
yourself  with  other  girls  through  waiting  for  mo,'.' 
said  Dorothy  with  a  pretence  at  anger.  "  There, 
now,  you  know  I  am  only  teasing  you,"  she  went 
on  as  she  saw  that  D' Alour  had  taken  her 
seriously.  "  Really  I  simply  rushed  to  get  here 
in  timo.  Look  !  1  have  not  even  powdered 
my  nose." 

She  took  out  a  little  powder-puff  and  a  tiny 
mirror  as  she  spoke  and  begun  to  dab  at  her 

"  I  can't  understand  why  you  use  that  stuff 
when  nature  has  given  you  such  a  wonderful 
skin,"  said  D'Alour  toastngly.  i 

"  Makes  mo  feel  grown-up,"  replied  Dorothy 
flippantly.  "  Still,  that's  quite  the  nicest  thing 
you've  said  to  mo  yot  and  you  shall  bo  rewarded. 

She  gave  tho  young  man  a  playful  dab  with 
the  powder-puff  as  she  spoko. 

"  Now  you'll  have  to  lend  mo  your  mirror," 
expostulated  D'Alour,  o.s  he  began  to  wipe  off  the 
powder  with  his  handkerchief.  As  ho  looked  in 
the  mirror  the  girl  handed  to  him  the  smilo# 
suddenly  left  his  face  and  his  jaws  sot  with  a 

Hovealod  in  tho  glass  was  reflected  from 
behind  hiin  tho  face  of  Alan  Gardner. 

There  appeared  to-be  no  reason  why  D'Alour's 
expression  should  so  suddenly  change  at  the  sight 
of  Gardner.  The  latter  was  not  even  looking  in 
the  direction  of  the  Frenchman,  but  was  just 
chatting  easily  with  some  fellow  clubmen. 

But  that  there  was  some  latent  antagonism 
between  the  two  men  was  evident  from  the  look 
on  D'Alour's  face. 

It  passed  almost  in  an  instant,  and  he  was 
the  same  smiling,  debonnair  young  officer  as  he 
handed  the  mirror  back  to  Dorothy  with  a 
courtly  bow. 

"  Now  that  wo  have  both  completed  our 
toilet,"  said  Dorothy,  "  I  think  we  might  go  to 
the  ballroom.  I'm  simply  dying  to  teach  you 
that  new  two-step." 

The  Challenge. 

THERE  was  an  involuntary  murmur  of  admi- 
ration from  the  dancers  as  the  two  took 
the  floor. 

Dorothy  Stoner  was  recognised  as  the  best  girl 
dancer  iu  the  club,  and  Henri  D'Alour  danced 
— as  he  did  everything  else — 'with  an  ease  that 
made  other  men  envy  him. 

If  he  had  only  just  begun  to  loam  the  new 
dances  he  must  have  proved  an  exceedingly  apt 
pupil,  for  he  made  no  mistakes,  and  even  when 
lie  and  Dorothy  practised  the  new  two-step  in  a 
secluded  part  of  the  ballroom  during  an  interval, 
he  seemed  to  know  instinctively  what  to  do,  and 
at  the  end  of  five  minutes  Dorothy  declared  him 
to  be  proficient. 

While  D'Alour  was  dancing  with  Dorothy  he 
noticed  that  Gardner  kept  storing  at  him  in  a 
very  insolent  manner,  and  ho  could  have  sworn 
that  the  agent  was  making  derogatory  remarks 
about  him  to  his  friends. 

But  if  D'Alour  thought  these  things  he  took 
no  action. 

One  might  almost  have  thought  that  he  was 
afraid  of  Gardner,  so  anxious  did  ho  appear  to 
be  to  avoid  a  quarrel. 

The  dance  passed  off  without  any  open  quarrel 
between  l  he  two  men,  though  Gardner's  rudeness 
was  the  cause  of  much  comment  among  the  men. 

The  next  day  Gardner's  hostility  to  the  French- 
man took  an  open  course. 

D'Alour  was  in  the  gymnasium  practising  with 
tho  punching-ball,  and  at  the  other  end  of  the 
room  Gardner  was  sparring  with  a  fellow 

Gardner  was  the  champion  heavy-weight 
boxer  of  the  Potomac,  and  lie  generally  let  all 
know  it  who  were  foolish  enough  to  spar  with 

After  hitting  his  opponent  about  with  'un- 
necessary roughness,  Oardner  looked  round  for 
unother  victim. 

"  Soe  that  pretty  French  boy  there  ?"  he 
said  to  one  of  his  cronies.  "  How  would  you 
like  to  see  me  spoil  his  beauty.  Ho  wants 
taking  down  a  peg.  1 

"  Good  idea,  '  laughed  the  other,  "  if  you  can 
persuade  him  to  put  tho  gloves  on,  but  I  doubt 

Several  other  members  gathered  round  ns 
Gardner  explained  that'  he  meant  to' take  a  rise 
out  of  D'Alour. 

Gardner  was  a  bit  of  a  bully,  and,  like  all 
bullies,  ho  had  a  number  of  toadies  among  his 

It  was  a  very  unsportsmanlike  tlu'ug  that 
Gardnor  was  suggesting. 

Not  only  wus  ho  going  to  take  advantage  of 
his  boxing  skill,  but  he  was  deliberately  planning 
to  hit  D'Alour  as  hard  as  lie  could  in  what  pur- 
ported to  bo  a  friendly  spar. 

"  As  soon  as  I  get  hiin  off  his  guard,  hoys,  I'll 
give  him  suoh  a  smashing  uppcrcut  that  he'll 
need  a  set  of  false  teoth,"  he  laughed. 

Picture  Show,  Xovrmber  Ulfi,  1920. 


Sychophnnts  though  they  were,  some  of 
Gardner's  friends  thought  this  was  playing  a 
very  low-down  game  on  one  who  was  a  guest  of 
tho'club,  but  they  were  all  too  afraid  of  Gardner 
to  make  any  protest. 

"  Like  to  have  the  gloves  on  for  a  couple  of 
rounds  ?  "  shouted  Gardner  to  D'Alour.  "  Jusfc 
a  friendlv  spar,  vou  know." 

"  I  shall  be  delighted  !  "  replied  the  French- 
man, coming  forward. 

There  wore  many  scarcely  suppressed 
titters  from  Gardner's  friends  as  the  Frenchman 
ut  on  the_  gloves,  but  if  he  suspected  that 
le  was  being  made  the  victim  of  a  trick,  D'Alour 
gave  no  sign  that  he  did  so. 

As  soon  as  the  men  put  up  their  hands 
the  spectators  saw  that  the  Frenchman  was 
no  novice  at  the  game. 

As  light  on  his  feet  as  a  dancing  master, 
his  long  arms  moved  in  and  out  with  a  smooth- 
ness that  could  only  have  come  with  years  of 

After  attempting  a  light  left  lead  to  the 
face,  which  D'Alour  easily  dodged  by  a  quick 
turn  of  his  head,  Gardner  smashed  in  a  right 
to  the  stomach  ;  but  the  Frenchman  had 
anticipated  the  blow,  and  guarded  it  with  an 
ease  that  made  Gardner  look  a  bit  foolish. 

Then,  bofore  he  could  jump  back,  D'Alour 
plantod  two  snappy  lefts  to  his  face. 

"  That  guy  can  box  some  !  "  whispered 
the  club  instructor.  "  If  our  champion  doesn't 
look  out,  he'll  be  receiving  a  boxing  lesson 
instead  of  giving  one." 

The  same  thought  had  evidently  struck 
Gardner,  for  instead  of  holding  his  opponent 
cheaply,  as  he  had  done  at  the  start,  he  was 
now  putting  in  all  he  knew  ;  and  that  was 
something  considerable,  for  the  agent  was 
undoubtedly  one  of  the  cleverest  amateurs 
in  America. 

He  did  not  attempt  another  vicious  blow, 
but  began  to  box  at  a  fast  rate. 

A  fast  and  very  scientific  spar  followed,  in 
which  honours  were  about  even,  though  a 
keen  judge  of  the  game  would  have  seen  that, 
while  Gardner  was  all  out,  D'Alour  had  some- 
thing in  reserve. 

At  the  end  of  the  round  there  was  a  spon- 
taneous burst  of  applause.  For  once  in  a  way, 
Gardner  had  met  a  man  who  was  as  good  as 

Gardner  had  realised  that  D'Alour  was  his 
master  at  boxing,  but  he  felt  that  the  Frenchman 
was  a  quitter,  and  ho  determined  to  test  his 

"  He's  a  pretty  boxer,  but  I  "bet  you  he 
won't  take  a  wallop  !  "  he  whispered  to  the 
man  who  was  fanning  him  during  the  interval. 

The  second  round  was  even  faster  than  the 
first,  and  though  Gardner  about  held  his  own, 
it  was  only  by  exerting  himself  to  the  uttermost, 
whereas  D'Alour  was  sparring  with  an  ease 
that  showed  he  had  a  lot  in  reserve. 

He  was  much  quicker  on  his  feet  than  Gardner, 
and  in  the  first  minute  of  the  round  he  twice 
jumped  in  and  planted  his  left  glove  straight 
on  Gardner's  nose  when,  the  latter  thought  he 
was  out  of  distance. 

The  club  champion  could  See  from  the 
faces  of  his  friends  that  he  was  being  made 
to  look  cheap,  and  an  ugly  look  came  into 
his  eyes. 

He  meant  to  put  D'Alour  not  only  down, 
but  out.  But,  like  the  crafty  fighter  he  was, 
he  did  not  give  his  scheme  away. 

Forcing  a  smile  to  his  face,  he  boxed  lightly  ■ 
and  shot  out  a  word  of  praise  whenever  the 
Frenchman  did  something  smart. 

This  was  tojmt  D'Alour  off  his  guard,  and 
in  this  Gardner  succeeded. 

The  Frenchman  had  not  been  blind  to  the 
viciousness  of  that  right-hand  punch  in  the 
first  round,  and  he  had  watched  Gardner 
very  closely  afterwards.  But  now,  seeing  his 
opponent  smiling  and  apparently  boxing  in  the 
best  of  humour,  he  relaxed  his  watchfulness. 

Gardner  got  his  opportunity  following  a 

In  a  friendly  spar,  it  is  the  usual  thing  for 
both  boxers  to  step  back  after  a  clinch,  and 
then  begin  again. 

D'Alour,  who,  had  he  been  engaged  in  a  real 
fight,  would  have  protected  himself  as  he 
stepped  back,  now  moved  away  with  both 
hands  down,  leaving  his  face  and  body  entirely 

Like  a  flash.  Gardner  hooked  his  right  to 
t'io  jaw. 

Too  late  D'Alour  saw  the  trap  ho  had  fallen 

He  coidd  not  altogether  avoid  the  blow 
but,  by  turning  his  head,  he  minimised  its 

But  even  then  the  force  of  the  punch  was 
such  that  he  was  ronderod  helpless  for  tho 

Even  Gardner  felt  a  little  ashamed  as  ho 
caught  tho  look  on  tho  face  of  the  club  boxing 

"  I  think  that  will  do,  Mr.  Gardner,"  said 
the  instructor  significantly. 

There  was  a  dungero\is  glint  in  tho  French- 
man's eyes  as  he  half-drew  away  from  tho 
instructor,  as  though  he  intended  to  carry 
on  the  contest ;  but  apparently  he  thought 
better  of  it. 

As  he  held  out  his  hands  for  the  instructor 
to  unfasten  his  gloves,  he  looked  straight 
at  Gardner. 

I  thought  this  was  a  friendly  spar,"  •  he 
said  quietly  ;  then,  without  another  look  at 
his  opponent,  he  went  to  the  dressing-room. 

Gardner  gave  a  sneering  laugh  as  D'Alour 
walked  away. 

"  What  did  I  tell  you  ?  "  he  said,  turning 
to  his  friends.  *'  That  French  dude  can  box 
all  right,  but  when  it  comes  to  taking  one  of 
my  wallops,  his  chicken  heart  can't  stand  it  !  " 

His  sycophantic  friends  hastened  to  agree 
with  him,  but  the  instructor,  himself  an  old 
fighterr  knew  that  it  was  not  fear  that  had 
stopped  D'Alour  going  on  with  the  fight. 

I  don't  know  what  made  that  French  guy 
take  it  lying  down,"  he  said  to  himself,  as  he 
put  away  the  gloves  ;  ■'  but,  whatever  it  was,  it 
wasn't  funk.  One  day  those  two  are  going 
to  meet  again,  and  when  it  comes  off  my 
money  is  going  to  be  on  the  Frenchman  !  " 

The  story  of  the  spar  got  round  the  club, 
and  the  general  opinion  among  the  real  sports 
was  that,  though  Gardner  had  taken  an 
unfair  advantage,  D'Alour  had  shown  the 
white  feather  in  not  insisting  on  another  round. 

Throwing  the  Knife. 

BUT  something  happened  the  next  day 
which  made  the  members  of  the  Potomac 
Club  forget  all  about  the  sparring  bout. 
Mr.  Stoner's  chief  clerk  was  found  murdered 
in  his  office.  The  news  was  brought  to  Mr.  Stoner 
by  Detective  Monroe  from  the  Central  Station 
as  Stoner  was  sitting  in  the  library  of  the 
Potomac  Club. 

"  The  chief  thinks  there's  something  queer 
about  this  murder,"  said  the  detective.  "  When 
I  got  on  the  scene.  I  found  that  the  door  of 
his  office  was  locked  on  tho  inside,  yet  your 
clerk  was  stabbed  in  the  back.    We  can't  make 

out  how  the  murderor  got  in  or  got  away. 
Another  thing  that  is  puzzling  us  is  tho  motive. 
Nothing  has  been  taken  frotn  the  rash  bo <c 
your  clerk  hud  in  his  desk,  and  then  has  been 
no  attempt  to  break  open  tho  safo." 

Mr.  Stoner  looked  thoughtful. 

"  I  cun't  offer  any  explanation,  Mr.  Monroe," 
lie  said.  "  When  I  left  the  office  an  hour  ago 
my  clerk  was  at  his  desk.  So  far  as  I  know, 
he  had  not  an  enemy  in  the  world." 

Mr.  Stoner  turned  suddenly  as  Steven  and 
Alan  Gardner  came  up. 

"  I  see  by  your  face  that  yon  have  heard 
the  news,"  he  said.  "  This  i3  Mr.  Monroe,  a 
detective  from  the  Central  Oflico.  His  chief  is 
bafffed  as  to  tho  motive  for  the  murder.  Nothing 
is  missing  from  tho  safe,  and  there  is  another 
strange  thing  about  the  murder,  according  to 
Mr.  Monroe.  The  door  of  tho  clerk's  office 
was  locked  on  the  inside,  and  the  police  can't 
make  out  how  the  murderer  got  in." 

"  That's  right,"  said  Monroe  crisply. 

''The  only  thing  I  can  think  of  as  to  tho 
motive,"  said  Mr.  Stoner,  "  is  that  the  murderer 
was  after  those  contracts  of  Gardner's.  But 
he  could  not  have  been  very  well  informed,  for 
I  happen  to  keep  those  contracts  in  my  private 
safo  at  home.  What  beats  mo,  though,  is 
how  the  murderer  could  have  got  inside  an 
office  where  the  door  was  locked  on  the 
inside — which,  as  you  know,  Steven,  was  one 
of  poor  Granger's  customs,  so  that  he  should 
not  be  disturbed — and  stabbed  him  in  the 

"  May  1  suggest  an  explanation  ?  " 
The  four  men  started  at  the  sound  of  the 

Henri  D'Alour  came  up  to  them  with  a 
pleasant  smile  on  his  handsome  face. 

"  I  could  not  help  overhearing  your  con- 
versation  as  I  came  into  the  library,"  ho  said, 
"  and  I  have  just  been  told  about  the  deuth 
of  your  clerk,  Mr.  Stoner.  May  I  suggest  that 
it  is  not  necessary  for  a  man  to  get  in  a  room 
to  stab  another  in  the  back,  jhere  is  such  a 
thing  as  throwing  a  knife.  1  presume  that, 
the  day  being  very  warm,  Mr.  Granger  would 
have  his  office  window  open.     See  !  " 

D'Alour  took  up  a  dagger  that  was  lying 
in  front  of  Mr.  Stoner.  It  was  a  curio  one 
of  tho  members  had  presented  to  the  club. 

The  Frenchman  balanced  it  on  the  palm  of 
his  hand  for  a  moment,  and  then  fixed  his  eye 
on  the  old-fashioned  wooden  fireplace  of  the 

''  1  will  throw  t)iis  knife  so  that  it  will  stick 
in  the  right-hand  pillar  of  the  fireplace," 
he  said. 

(Con'inued  on  page  8.) 

GEORGES  CARPENTIER  as  Henri  D'Alour,  and  FAIRE  BINNEY  as  Dorothy  Stoner  in  the  Ideal  photo-play 


THE  WONDER  MAN.  (c^y7,{,om 

With  8  swift  jerk,  he  throw  the  knife,  and 
it  stuck  in  the  centre  of  the  pillar. 

"  I  agree  that  is  a  very  good  explanation  of 
the  problem  that  has  baffled  my  chief,"  said 
Detective  Monroe,  looking  fixedly  at  D'Alour. 
"  1  will  tell  the  chief  of  your  demonstration, 
Mr.  " 

"  Monsieur  Henri  D'Alour,"  broke  in  Mr. 
Si  oner.  "D'Alour  is,  in  a  way,  my  guest, 
Mr.  Monroe."  » 

"  Pleased  to  .meet  you,"  said  the  detective. 

Henri  D'Alour  bowed  politely.  Then,  turning 
to  Mr.  Stoner,  he  said  : 

"  Will  you  please  excuse  me,  Mr.  Stoner  ? 
I  have  an  appointment." 

With  another  bow  to  the  others,  he  left 
the  library. 

"  I  don't  want  to  suggest  anything,  Mr. 
Stoner,"  said  Alan  Gardner  ;  "  but  don't  you 
think  that  your  friend,  Mr.  D'Alour,  seems 
very  familiar  with  the  methods  of  criminals, 
not  to  say  murderers  ?  " 

"  Guess  you've  just  taken  the  words  out  of 
mv  mouth  !  "  broke  in  Monroe.    "  Who  is  he  ?  " 

''  No  one  seems  to  know,"  answered  Gardner, 
with  a  shrug.  "  I've  always  said  there  was 
something  suspicious  about  him.  No  one  knows 
anything  about  him,  except  he  has  taken  care 
to  get  introduced  to  this  club  and  has  made 
himself  part  icularly  nice  to  the  ladies.  I  shouldn't 
be  surprised  if  there  was  some  motive  behind 
this  ;  girls  talk,  you  know  !  D'Alour  must 
have  some  business  in  this  country,  but  no  one 
knows  what  it  is.  How  do  we  know  it  is  not 
something  connected  with  your  contracts, 
Mr.  Stoner  ?  Remember  how  he  has  attached 
himself  to  your  daughter  Dorothy." 

"  But  why — why  "  stammered  Mr.  Stoner. 

But  Monroe  broke  in. 

"  Mr.  Gardner  is  right,  Mr.  Stoner.  This 
young  man  must  bo  watched." 

"  But  if  he  is  guilty,  why  should  he  have 
gone  out  of  his  way  to  show  how  the  crime 
was  committed  !  "  exclaimed  Mr.  Stoner. 

"  If  you  were  in  my  business,  Mr.  Stoner," 
6aid  the  detective  quietly,  "  you  would  know 
that  ono  of  the  strangest  things  about  murder 
crimes  is  that  the  murderer  is  often  the  very 
man  that  comes  fir3t  to  the  police  to  report 
the  affair.  I'm  not  a  betting  man,  but  I  would 
wager  something  that  .D'Alour  killed  your 
clerk.  He's  not  an  ordinary  murderer,  this 
young  friend  of  yours,  and  I'm  all  at  sea  as 
to  his  motive  ;  but  I'll  stake  my  reputation  as 
a  detective  that  D'Alour  killed  your  clerk." 
(To  be  concluded  next  week.) 


WHEN  Alice  Brady  in  "  Redhead,"  looks 
out  of  her  window  down  on  to  Broad- 
way there  is  no  balcony,  ana)  tho 
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In  "  The  Judgment  "  (Domino  Film)  it 
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period  tho  girl  Mercy  has  aged  at  least  30 
years,  while  her  son,  ono  month  old,  has  grown 
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In  "  Boundary  House,"  tho  photo-play  in 
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ulthough  the' room  downstairs  wears  an  air  of 
absoluto  poverty,  and  nearly  everything  has 
been  pawned,  yet  when  Jenny  enters  her 
bedroom  this  is  most  gorgeously  furnished. — 
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Five  Shillings  will  be  awarded  to  the  sender  of  every 
"fault"  published  in  the  "Picture  Show."  If  we 
leceive  the  same  "fault"  from  two  readers,  aud  we 
tbink  it  worthy  of  a  prize,  this  will  be  given  to  the. one 
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Future  Show,  November  lZth,  1920. 

OVE  MAGGY,"  sequel 
to  "  The  Honeypot," 
by  Countess  Barcyn- 
ska,  has  been  filmed  by  the 
Samuelson  Film  Company. 

These  novels  aro  tales  of 
the    stage    and    "  Love 
Maggy  "  is  the  story  of  the 
heroine's  life  after  she  is  married  to  Lord 

Peggy  Hyland  is  delightful  as  the  warm- 
hearted and  impulsive  Maggy,  who  leaves 
her  husband,  whom  she  passionately  loves, 
because  a  man  whom  she  has  known  in  the 
past  comes  into  her  life  once  more  and 
tries  to  blackmail  her.  Rather  than  any 
trouble  should  come  to  her  husband 
through  her,  she  leaves  Chalfont  Towers 
and  goes  Lack  to  the  stage.  She  is  a 
wonderful  success,  and  one  day  her  husband 
goes  to  the  theatre  and  sees  her.  He 
takes  her  away  from  the  stage  lifo,  and  all 
ends  happily. 

Some  of  the  scenes  for  this  film,  which, 
by  the  way,  was  produced  by  Mr.  F.  L, 
Granville  for  the  Samuolson  Film  Com. 
pany,  wore  takou  at  the  Holborn  Empire- 


'  One  of  tbe  scenes  taken  at  the  Holborn  Empire.    Peggy  Hyland  can  be  seen  on  tbe 
stage.    Above  is  a  photograph  of  Miss  Hyland  with  F.  L.  Granville,  who  takes  a 
part  in  tbe  film  as  well  as  producing  it.  The  photograph  at  the  top  of  tbe  page  snow  i 
Sir.  Granville  as  produce'. 


Picture  Show,  November  lZth,  1920.  9 
THE  EXPRESSIONS  OF  LILLIAN  GISH.      (Exclusive  to  the  "Picture  She.::  ) 


Tne  Talented  Screen  Arttafte  Witk  tne  Heart  of  a  Cnilcl. 

FROM  the  day  that  Lillian  Gish,  at  the  age  of  seven,  played  the  part  of 
little  Willie  in  "  East  Lynne,"  her  career  was  decided.    Lillian  naturally 
possesses  a  pathetic  charm  that  is  all  her  own,  and  the  power  to  get 
rigflt  to  the  hearts  of  her  audience.  The  culminating  point  of  her  success  was 
reached  in  her  rendering  of  the  gjrl  in  the  now  world-famous  "  Broken 

It  was  Mrs.  Mary  Gish,  the  mother  of  the  two  popular  Gish  girls,  who 
paved  the  way  for  her  two  daughters  to  become  the  popular  successes  they 
are  to-day. 

When  only  twenty-three  years  of  age,  Mrs.  Gish  was  left  a  widow  with 
two  tiny  girls  to  support. 

Mary's  Part  in  Her  Life  Story. 

A FRIEND  procured  for  Mrs.  Gish  a  walking-on  part  at  the  local  theatre. 
In  time  she  was  advanced  to  better  parts,  and  whilst  touring  round 
with  her  two  little  girls,  they  made  the  acquaintance  of  Mary  Pickford. 
Mary  was  then  herself  playing  child  parts  on  the  stage  and  Lillian  and 
Dorothy  were  adding  to  the  family  income  by  playing  small  parts,  when 
they  were  needed,  in  their  mother's  company. 

Many  children  step  from  stage  to  the  screen  these  days,  but  in  the  early 
days  of  the  films,  it  was  not  an  easy  matter.  The  two  little  girls  lived  for 
sis  3-ears  in  third-rate  hotels,  and  moved  from  town  to  town,  with  the 
theatrical  company  without  any  hope  of  ever  being  anything  more  than 
j  ust  a  member  of  that  third-rate  company. 

Her  First  Screen  Success. 

THEN  one  day  they  visited  a  picture  show,  and  recognised  in  the  star 
no  less  a  personage  than  the  little  girl  with  whom  they  had  become 
so  friendly  on  a  previous  tour,  Mary  Pickford.    They  had  appeared 
together  in  one  show,  and  the  little  girls  had  become  very  foSd  of  each  other. 

As  soon  as  the  company  reached  New  York,  the  Gish  girls  called  on  their 
old  friend,  whom  they  had  known  when  she  was  playing  under  her  real 
name  of  Gladys  Smith.  Mary  was  genuinely  glad  to  see  them,  and  after 
getting  Lillian  an  engagement  for  a  small  role  as  a  fairy  in  "  A  Good  Little 
Devil,"  in  which  Mary  was  playing  an  important  part  on  the  stage,  she 
gave  them  an  introduction  to  the  great  D.  W.  Griffith,  and  then  and  there 
he  engaged  Lillian  to  play  a  small  part  on  the  screen. 

A  Lover  of  Simplicity. 

FROM  that  day  to  this,  Lillian  has  made  rapid  strides  in  her  screen  successes. 
Early  plays  in  which  you  may  remember  her  are,  "  The  Battle  of  the 
Sexes,"  "  Home  Sweet  Home,"  then  in  "The  Birth  of  a  Nation,"  and 
"  Intolerance,"  in  which  she  took  the  part  of  the  woman  who  rocks  the  cradle, 
"  The  Greater  Love."    Last  but  far  from  least  is  the  part  of  the  child  in 
"  Broken  Blossoms,"  which  is  well  known  to  every  reader  of  the  Picture  Show. 

Lillian  is  just  as  simple  in  her  tastes  as  in  the  characters  she  portrays  so 
well  on  the  screen.  She  says  she  owes  much  of  her  success  to  the  simplicity 
of  the  frocks  she  wears.  She  is  devoted  to  her  library  and  her  treasured 
books ;  she  sings  a  little,  and  one  of  her  greatest  treasures  is  a  little  ballad 
called  "  Broken  Blossoms,"  presented  to  her  by  the  author.  She  says  she 
finds  genuine  pleasure  in  singing  it,  and  is  delighted  and  proud  that  her 
picture  is  printed  on  the  front  cover. 

Must  Learn  How  Not  To  Act. 

LILLIAN  has  a  very  real  admiration  for  D.  W.  Griffith,  the  world-famous 
producer.  She  tells  how  Mr.  Griffith  trains  all  his  players  how  not  to 
act.  That  is  the  very  first  thing  on  which  he  insists, 'she  says. 
"  We  must  move  through  our  parts  just  as  we  would  in  real  life,  there 
must  be  no  artificial  expressions  and  no  posing.  Mr.  Griffith  teaches  that 
to  express  an  emotion,  you  must  feel  it,  then  the  expression  will  be  real.  He 
is  a  dreamer  who  makes  his  dreams  come  true,  and  his  ideals  of  truth  and 
beauty  are  contagious.  It  is  more  difficult  not  to  understand  him  than  it 
is  to  understand  him.  His  very  simplicity  of  method  and  his  quiet  direction 
make  for  complete  harmony  between  his  players  and  himself." 



So  sad. 

If  you  want  to  write  to  her,  address 
your  letter : 

c  o  Griffith  Studio, 


New  York. 

Her  wistful  smile. 

A  picture  of  charm. 

Born  to  Serve. 

PERHAPS  that  is  why  Lillian  has  made 
such  a  wonderful  cinema  actress.  She 
loves  to  be  dominated ;  in  fact, 
obedience  is  the  chief  trait  of  her  character. 
Mrs.  Gish  says  that  both  of  her  girls  are 
wonderfully  good,  but  Dorothy  is  wilful,  and  likes  her  own  way,  wliilc  Lillian  can 
always  be  relied  upon  to  do  just  what  she  is  told.  Lillian  believes  that  some  people 
are  born  to  rule  and  some  to  serve,  and  she  places  herself  among  those  who  serve. 

Her  Ambition. 

IT  is  difficult  to  get  Lillian  to  talk  about  herself.    By  way  of  greeting  she  will  ask 
you  if  you  have  seen  Dorothy  in  her  latest  picture.    It  is  her  ambition  to  see 
London,  and  as  her  friend  Norma  Talmadge  told  me,  she  was  more  than 
disappointed  that  she  was  unable  to  accompany  her  mother  and  Dorothy  on  their 
visit  to  Europe.  However,  she  has  promised  herself  a  real  holiday  soon,  during 
which  she  has  planned  a  tour  of  Great  Britain.    So  we  may  soon  see  her  over  here, 





The  Jack  London  Films. 

IT  seems  that  a  good  deal  of  surprise  -was 
expressed  in  the  motion  picture 
t>tudios  when  Edward  Sloman  wa's 
selected  to  produce  the  Jack  London 
pictures,  which  Metro  are  filming.  How 
could  a  native  of  Great  Britain,  a  product 
of  her  most  modem  cities,  know  of  the 
primitive  conditions  of  the  Great  West  ? 
In  reply  to  Iris  critics  Edward  Sloman 
said,  "  They  forget  that  in  England  we 
have  '  penny  dreadfuls  '  which  have  a 
great  vogue.  Buffalo  Bill,  to  me,  was  a 
greater  divinity  than  he  ever  seemed  to 
the  young  people  of  America.'  When  I 
grew  older  I  turned  to  weightier  books, 
but  a  good  many  of  them  were  about  life  in 
ths  Wild  West."  Thus  Mr.  Sloman 
absorbed  the  customs  and  traditions  of 
the  West.  As  for  the  sea,  Mr.  Sloman 
explains  that  an  Englishman  is  born  with 
the  love  of  it  in  him,  with  the  thunder  of 
it  ringing  in  his  ears,  and  with  glorious 
traditions  of  his  sailoring  forbears  con- 
stantly set  before  him.  With  this  in  mind 
he  tackled  Jack  London  without  the 
slightest  misgivings,  and  that  he  took 
the  right  step  is  proved  by  his  successful 
productions,  "  Burning  Daylight, "  and 
The  Mutiny  of  Elsinore." 

The  Star  System. 

DISCUSSION   has   again   arisen  over 
the  various  merits  and  demerits  of 
what   is   known   as   the    "  Star " 
system  in  films.    Some  critics  make  bold 
to  say  that  film  stars  will  pass  into  oblivion, 
while  others  are  of  the  opinion  that  stars 

B.  A.  PRAGER,  President  of  the 
Mayflower  Photo-play  Corporation. 

are  an  indispensable  fixture  of  the  screen 
industry.  Kobcrt  Bruuton,  of  the  Brun- 
ton  Studios,  is  at  present  making  n  test 
of  the  star  system.  'I  ho  contract  of  his 
latest  star,  J.  Warren  Kerrigan,  bus  just 
been  completed,  and  he  is  now  producing  n 
series  of  nil-star  features.  Here  are  a  few 
of  Mr.  Brunton's  remarks  on  the  topic  : 

"  There  will  always  bo  stars.  The  most 
short-sighted  producer  cannot  but  sec  the 
certainty  of  that.  To  eliminate  theso 
darlings  of  the  public  it  would  l>e  necessary 
to  suppress  personality,  beauty,  and 
talent  itself.  Once  a  player  attracts 
fctrong  popular  favour,  it  follows  inevitably 

that  he  or  she  be  featured  until  the  tide  of 
favouritism  turns.  In  every  city  and 
community  of  this  nation  there  is  some 
figure  that  dominates,  someone  who  stands 
pre-eminent  by  reason  of  superior  talents 
or  unceasing  effort. 

"  By  the  same  token,  certain  actors, 
being "  better  equipped  for  their  line  -of 
work  than  ethers,  and  more  earnest  in  the 
pursuance  of  it,  are  bound  to  tip  the 
scales  of  popularity  and  attain  recognition 
as  stars." 

In  Mr.  Brunton"s  opinion,  authors  them- 
selves make  the  star  indispensable. 
Every  well-written  play  has  a  dominant 
figure, -someone  who  succeeds  in  reaching 
an  objective  against  the  will  of  another. 
The  person  taking  this  part,  naturally 
carries  the  sympathy  of  the  audience,  and 
receives  the  applause.  It  would  be  a 
trying  and  almost  impossible  task  to 
reduce  every  role  in  a  play  to  an  equal 
basis.  Some  character  must  prevail,  that 
is  a  primary  rule  of  drama. 

The  Public  Make  Stars. 

MR.  BRUNTON  firmly  believes  that 
the  public  will  always  demand 
stars.  "  People  delight  in  accord- 
ing recognition  to  individual  worth,"  he 
says.  '*  If  Bill  Henry  does  some  par- 
ticularly striking  work  in  an  obscure  role 
the  barometer  of  public  favour  will 
assuredly  push  him  upward.  Should  he 
display  star  qualities,  star  he  will  become. 
There  is  an  erroneous  belief  to  the  point 
that  producers  'make'  stars.  No  greater 
fallacy  exists.  The  public  in  their  own 
attainments  make  them.  Producers 
merely  gauge  the  most  propitious  moment 
to -launch  a  climbing  actor  with  star  credit. 
One  fact  alone  is  sufficient  to  preserve  the 
star-system — it  is  a  commercial  success. 
A  production  bolstered  with  the  reputa- 
tion of  an  established  star  rarely  fails,  even 
though  the- scenario  be  bad  and  the 
direction  worse.  On  the  other  hand, 
the  so-called  star  feature  is  a  hazard  : 
it  requires  infinite  care  and  expense. 
It  may  bring  a  fortune,  and  it  may 
fail  entirely."  Mr.  Brunton  sums  up 
by  stating  that  the  public  has 
awakened  to  keener  judgment,  and 
stars  will  undoubtedly  be  forced  to 
produce  a  higher  grade  of  work  ;  but 
it  is  a  mistake  to  predict  their  extinc- 
tion altogether. 

"  The  Elusive  Pimpernel." 

IN  Baroness  Ore/y's  romance,  "  The 
Elusive  Pimpernel,"  the  house  of 
Sir   Percy   Blakeney  is  supposed 
to    lie    a    beautiful    old  mansion 
Richmond.   In  the  Stoll  screen  version 
of  this  story  the  building  that  does 
duly  for  this  house  is  really  Richmond 
Old  Palace.    The  gardens  surrounding 
the  palace,  however,  were  not  considered 
by  Maurice  Elvey,  the  producer,  to  be  orna- 
mental enough  to  figure  as  the  gardens 
surrounding  Sir  Percy's  mansion,  so  all  the 
garden  scenes  of  the  photo-play  were  taken 
in  the  beautiful  grounds  of  General  Sir 
Arthur  Paget's  place  at  Kingston. 

"The  palace  grounds,"  .Mr.  101  voy  says, 
"  are  rather  Tudor  in  style,  whereas 
General  Sir  Arthur  Paget's  grounds  are 
nil  marble  and  stone,  and  exactly  in  keep- 
ing with  the  book." 

Lessons  We  Learn  From  the 

It  is  btllfr  to  be  proud  of  your  children 
than  of  yuur  ancestors. 

«  «  • 

All  men  want  to  be  heroes,  and  all  women 
Utant  to  be  martyrs. 

*  ♦  • 

Peal  fame  is  to  be  discussed  by  strangers 
in  a  railo  ay  carriage. 


EOBGB  BEBAN  is  always 
ll    Blatl  when  Sundays  come  •'•^•1 
round,  for  Sundays  in  the 
Bebau  household  arc  delightful  (lays  of  rest, 
when  all  the  hard  work  of  the  cinema  studio  is 

He  then  lias  time  to  enjoy  his  home  in  beau- 
tiful Hollywood,  and  spend  a  lot  of  time  with 
George  licbau,  juur.,  who  is  nicknamed  "  Bob 


Picture  Show  Art  Supplement,  .Xocember  13th,  1920. 


There  was  nearly  a  tragedy  in  the  Beban  home  !  George  attempted 
to  cook  the  Sunday  dinner,  and  Mrs.  Beban  saved  the  situation  only 
lust  in  time.  Mrs.  Beban  bad  not  much  faith  in  her  husband  as  a  cbel. 

{Photos;  J.  C.  Milliuan.) 



The  Romance  of  Joan  Morgan. 

AT    tho   tender    age    of    eight  years 
Joan  Morgan  made  her  screen  debut. 
To-day,  at  tho  age  of  fifteen,  she  is 
Bryant  Washburn's  leading  lady.  Who 
said  romance  was  dead  ? 

But  to  get  down  to  brass  tacks. 
Little  Miss  Morgari,  as  I  have  just 
remarked,  first  east  the  shadow  of  her 
elfin  personality  upon  the  screen  at  eight 
years  old,  an  age  when  most  of  us  aro  still 
struggling  with  the  mysteries  of  tho  multi- 
plication table  and  fighting  for  the  acqui- 
sition of  somebody  else's  marbles.  But 
Joan  was  different.  How  different  you  may 
guess  when  I  tell  you  that  not  only  did  she 
appear  in  a  film,  but  starred  in  it — right 
away  !  The  film  was  called  "  The  World's 
Desire  " — a  B.  and  C.  production — and  no 
less  a  celebrity  than  Lillian  Braithwaito  had 
a  subsidiary  part  in  it  !  That  of  Joan's 
"  mother."  For  Joan  herself  the  principal 
role  was  written,  and  it  was  Joan  who 
raced  away  with  the  chief  honours. 

Not  content  with  one  success,  the  youth- 
ful actress  speedily  followed  it  up  with 
two  others —  Queenie  of  the  Circus,"  a 
Motograph  picture,  in  which  she  appeared 
with  Elizabeth  Risdon  and  Fred  Groves, 
and  "  The  Woman  Who  Did,"  the  first 
film  the  Broadwest  Company  produced. 
She  was  then  nine  years  old. 

Temperament  at  Ten, 

rE  interest  now  switches  to  the  States, 
whither,  in  1915,  when  she  was 
nearly  ten,  Miss  Morgan  journeyed 
to  appear  in  American  pictures.  During  her 
stay  there  she  played  in  two  Brady  pro- 
ductions— one  being  "  The  Reapers,"  in 
which  she  appeared  with  John  Mason — 
and  then  (such  are  the  terrors  of  the 
artistic  temperament  at  ten  !)  she  became 
very  homesick,  and  returned  to  the  Old 
Country  in  1916.  Shortly  afterwards  she 
appeared  in  the  Ideal  picture  featuring 
Ellen  Terry,  "  Her  Greatest  Perform- 

On  the  Stage. 

BUT  Joan  was  not  a  film  actress 
exclusively.  That  is,  she  had 
talents  which  could  be  used  to 
great  advantage  on  the  stage.  She 
could  dance,  she  could  sing,  she  was 
very  musical.  Her  next  move  was  the 
embarkation  of  a  theatrical  career. 
Accordingly  she  went  to  Mr.  Audio 
Chariot — and  stayed.  She  was  with 
the  famous  producer  for  two  years, 
appearing  in  such  successes  as  "  Tho 
Pierrot's  Christmas  "  at  the  Apollo, 
and  "  See-Saw  "  and  "  Bubbly"  at  the 
Comedy,  and  then,  upon  his  good 
advice,  left  the  stage. 

"  Wait  till  you  are  sixteen  or  so, 
and  then — come  back,"  he  told  her. 
"  Preserve  your  voice  and  abilities, 
1  i ( lie  girl,  and  don't  wear  yourself  out 
using  them  too  much  while  you  are  so 

And  being  a  wise  little  girl,  Joan  obeyed 
Back  to  the  Screen. 

NOW  thirteen  years  old,  she  returned 
to  the  screen,  where  she  appeared 
with  George  Foley  and  Fred  Groves 
in  the  Gaumont  production  of  "  Drink." 
She  did  not,  however,  neglect  her  musical 
and  dancing  studies,  but  contented  her- 
self with  making  just  this  one  picture  in  a 
year,  giving  the  rest  of  her  time  to  them 
and  her  general  development. 

Fourteen  saw  her  as  "  Lady  Xoggs  " 
(although  we  have  still  that  pleasure  to 
come),  a  Progress  film,  directed  by  her 
well-known  father,  Sidney  Morgan.  Fifteen 
(her  present  age)  finds  her  the  heroino  of 
"  Little  Dorrit  "  and  "  Two  Little  Wooden 
Shoes," — also  directed  by  her  father  for 
the  same  company— and  (it's  a  big  "  and  ') 
Bryant  Washburn's  leading  lady  1 

The  Great  Discovery. 

IT  was  at  tho  trade  show  of  "  Little  Dorrit" 
that  the  big  discovery  was  made.  AS 
you  know,  shortly  after  his  arrival  in 
England,  Mr.  Washburn  announced  his 
intention  of  finding  a  British  girl  for  his 
leading  lady  in  the  picture  he  intended 
producing  over  here,  "  Tho  Road  to 
London."  But,  alas  !  suitablo  leading 
ladies  do  not  grow  as  freely  as  tho  flowers 
in  spring.  Bryant  and  his  adviser  were 
beginning  to  feel  that  their  desperate 
search  might  provo  fruitless. 

And  then  Mr.  Washburn  saw  Joan. 
He  didn't  know  he  was  going  to  see  her 
when  he  visited  the  trade  show  of  "  Little 
Dorrit" — he  had  been  attending  trade  shows 
for  weeks  without  avail,  and  went  to  this 
one  just  on  the  chanco  that  here  he  might 
find  the  girl  he  wanted.  And  he  found 
her.  Immediately  the  show  was  over  Joan 
and  her  mother  received  word  from  Mr. 
Washburn's  agent  requesting  an  interview 
with  the  youthful  actress.  When  the  agent 
saw  her  he  was  amazed  (as  everyone  would 
be)  to  find  her  so  young,  in  view  of  her 
finished  performance  ;  moreover,  he  was 
distinctly  impressed.  With  the  glad  know- 
ledge of  this  impression  Joan  left  him,  only 
to  receive  a  wire  two  days  later  saying  that 
Mr.  Washburn  was  very  keen  to  see  her 
with  her  hair  up  and  dressed  in  grown-up 
clothes,  and  that  he  would  like  to  have  a 
test  made  of  her  under  these  conditions. 

Accordingly  Joan  piled  her  beautiful 
blonde  hair  on  the  top  of  her  head  and 
attired  her  little  self  in  a  really-truly 
grown-up  frock  and  presented  herself 
before  the  camera  that  was  to  decide  her 
fate.  And  then  came  some  anxious  hours 
of  waiting,  but  they  were  only  hours,  for 


(Pholo:  Claude  Harris.) 

almost  immediately  arrived  the  wire  bear- 
ing the  magic  word  :  "  Fixed."  Bryant 
Washburn's  leading  lady  had  been  found  ! 

"  When  I  received  that  wire  I  felt  I  was 
the  luckiest  girl  in  London,"  Joan  said  to 
me  the  other  afternoon,  when  she  was  telling 
me  all  about  her  good  fort  une.  "  I  ran  round 
to  all  my  friends  near  by  to  tell  them  the 
great  news.  I  never  " — here  her  grey  eyes 
sparkled — "  felt  so  excited  in  my  life.  I 
admire  Mr.  Washburn  so  much  ;  and  to  be 

his  leading  lady — well         /  "  Plainly  Joan 

thought  it  was  almost  too  good  to  be  true. 

May  Herschel  Clarke. 


Pichtrc  Show,  November  lZth,  1920. 


Billy  O'Farrel's  Triumph. 

WHEN  John  Galloway  appeared  for  the 
second  time  in  the  little  stuffy  police, 
court  at  Marlingham  on  the  adjourned 
hearing  of  the  murder  charge,  he  was  hoping  for 
the  best  but  expecting  the  worst. 

Ho  had  no  great  faith  in  his  solicitor,  Ransom, 
whom  he  had  not  seen  for  several  days.  The  man 
was  too  clever,  and  at  their  last  interview  it  had 
lieen  only  too  evident  that  he  believed  his  client 
guilty,  although  he  courteously  pretended  not  to. 

John  had  no  sooner  taken  hia  place  in  the 
railed  dock  than  somebody  struggled  through 
the  well  of  the  court,  upsetting  a  solicitor's  chair 
and  making  a  general  disturbance. 

The  next  moment  John  found  himself  shaking 
hands  wildly  with  Billy  O'Farrel.  A  uniformed 
constable  acting  the  part  of  usher  darted  forward 
with  the  obvious  intention  of  removing  Billy  at 
all  costs  ;  but  Billy  resisted  quietly  and  firmly. 

"  John,"  he  said,  in  his  out-door  voice,  which 
was  loud  enough  to  be  heard  plainly  by  the 
magistrate  who  had  just  taken  his  seat,  "  this 
is  all  fudge.  I've  ordered  lunch  at  the  Red  Cow 
for  both  of  us,  and  we'll  talk  things  over  together. 
I've  got  a  number  of  things  to  say.  You're 
innocent  of  the  death  of  poor  old  Mallet,  and  I'm 
here  to  tell  them  so." 

"  And  I'm  glad  to  see  J'ou,  Billy,"  returned 
Galloway,  smiling  in  spite  of  his  position.  "  I 
only  hope  they'll  believe  you,  but  I'm  afraid 
they  won't." 

"  In  ten  minutes,  my  son,  you'll  be  a  free 
man,"  said  Billy.  "  I'm  here  with  the  goods. 
Watch  me." 

Billy  was  almost  as  good  as  his  word.  In  less 
than  half  an  hour  Galloway  was  fully  acquitted 
and  left  the  dock. 

Jack  Belcher  took  his  place,  and  on  his  own 
confession  was  duly  committed  for  trial  on  a 
c  harge  of  manslaughter. 

The  two  partners  lunched  at  the  Red  Cow  at 
the  appointed  time,  and  Billy  O'Farrel  made  a 
great  business  of  talking  without  saying  any- 
thing in  particular. 

He  was  consumed  with  curiosity  to  know 
why  his  friend  had  played  the  strange  part  whic  h 
had  eventually  landed  him  in  goal.  He  con- 
sidered John  the  !a=!t  man  in  tho  world  to  lend 
himself  to  such  a  doubtful  business,  and  gener- 
ously put  it  down  to  mental  disturbance  conse- 
quent on  the  shock  of  the  wreck. 

It  was  obvious  to  him  that  John  was  very 
far  from  Ins  usual  self.  He  asked  no  questions. 
•Seemed  to  have  no  interest  in  the  progress  of 
things  at  tho  Calamity  Jane,  and  took  it  for 
granted  that  Billy  had  thrown  up  tho  sponge 
as  he  and  Mallet  had  done. 

Billy  did  not  undeceive  him,  and  in  fact 
studiously  avoided  the  Calamity  Jane  as  a 
subject  of  conversation.  But  John's  settled 
aspect  of  gloom  was  too  obvious  to  be  passed 
u  ithout  comment. 

"  For  a  man  who  has  just  escaped  tho  atten- 
tions of  the  public  executioner  by  the  skin  of 
his  teeth,"  said  Billy,  "  I  think  you  are  the 
most  dismal  proposition  ever.  1  have  just 
dragged  you  from  the  edge  of  the  nether  pit, 
and  I  think  a  small  show  of  decent  gratitude 
would  bo  usual." 

"  I'm  sorry.  Billy."  said  John  gripping  his 
friend's  hand  across  the  table.  "  I  am  grateful, 
and  you  know  I  am.  Forgivo  me  if  I  don't 
show  my  fee  lings  as  1  should." 

"You're  showing  your  feelings  all  right," 
returned  Billy.     "  But  oh  the  surface  they  are 
tho  feelings  of  a  man  who,  on  the  whole,  would 
have  preferred  to  be  hanged." 
John  smiled  grimly. 

"You  do  me  less  than  justice,  Billy.  I  am 
grateful.  I  am  glad  to  be  out  of  prison.  I  was 
not  at  all  in  love  with  the  idea  of  being  hanged. 
As  for  you  —  you  aro  a  wonder.  How  did  you 
find  that  man  Belcher  ?  " 

"  I  didn't  find  him,"  said  Billy.  "  I  found  a 
woman — that  is,  a  girl.  A  rather  pretty  girl  ; 
and  I  had  a  talk  with  her." 

John  started  slightly,  and  Billy,  who  was 
watching  him  keenly  without  appearing  to-  do 
so,  did  not  fail  to  notice  it. 

Galloway's  eyo3  flashed.  His  wearied  air  dis- 
appeared. As  Billy  expressed  it,  lie  began  to 
sit  up  and  take  notice. 

"  Who  was  this  girl  you  spoke  to  ?  "  he  asked. 

"  Her  name  is  Alice  Mercer,"  said  Billy. 
"  When  the  case  against  Belcher  goes  on  to  the 
next  stage  she  will  be  called  as  a  witness,  and 
j  our  humhle  servant  also,  I  suppose. 

"  He  will  get  off  with  a  few  months'  imprison- 
ment, I  expect.  Perhaps  with  nothing  at  all. 
I  ha%'e  it  on  good  authority  that  the  medical 
evidence  will  go  to  show  that  Mallet's  heart  was 
in  a  rotten  condition,  and  that  his  death  was,  in 
in  all  probability,  due  to  the  excitement  caused 
by  his  scrap  with  Belcher  rather  thau  from  any 
injuries  received. 

"As  for  the  girl— rJ  met  her  in  the  Brandon 
Woods.  She  was  sitting  under  a  tree  crying 
pretty  badly  when  I  blundered  upon  her,  and 
she  just  told  me  the  whole  story  with  hardly 
any  persuasion." 

But  by  this  time  Galloway  did  not  seem  to  be 
listening  at  all.  He  had  relapsed  into  his  old 
condition  of  listlessness,  and  was  looking  moodily 
out  of  the  window  at  the  white  road  which,  as  he 
knew,  led  eight  miles  farther  on  past  Athalie 
Railton's  house,  and  farther  still  past  the  little 
lane  which  meandered  into  Portallock  Bay. 

"Hum!"  said  Billy  O'Farrel  to  himself, 
"  there's  a  woman  in  this,  and  the  woman  is  not 
pretty  Alice  Mercer.  Now  I  wonder  who  this 
woman  is,  and  how  much  she  had  to  do  with 
old  John's  departure  from  the  paths  of  righteous- 
ness and  grace." 

For  the  present  moment  Billy  gave  it  up. 
There  were  other  pressing  matters  which  he  had 
shelved  in  order  to  help  his  old  friend  and 
partner,  but  which  must  be  attended  to  without 
further  loss  of  time. 

"  Well,"  he  said,  expanding  his  big  chest,  "  I 
have  to  go  to  London,  and  there  I  shall  bo  busy 
for  two  days,  perhaps  three.  I  give  you  those 
two  or  three  days  to  yourself.  After  that  I 
have  matters  of  moment  on  which  I  want  to  see 
you.  Have  you  a  programme  ?  What  do  you 
propose  to  do  with  yourself  ?  " 

John  shrugged  his  shoulders  expressively. 

"  I  have  nothing  to  do,  Billy.  1  have  had  my 
little  fling,  and  thanks  to  you  I  haven't  had  to 
foot  the  bill  in  the  ordinary  way." 

"Oh!  I  think  you're  footing  it  all  right!" 
muttered  Billy. 

"  Perhaps  I  am,"  returned  John  with  a  sudden 
tightening  of  the  lips. 

"Well,  son."  Billy  cut  in  eagerly,  "don't 
think  too  much  of  it.  It  was  only  a  frolic,  after 
all,  and  there's  no  harm  come  of  it.  Rather 
comic  interlude,  in  fact,  and  in  your  place  I  don't 
know  that  I  shouldn't  have  done  just  the  same 
thing.    Anyway,  what's  the  next  move  for  you?" 

John  shrugged  his  shoulders  again. 

"  I  suppose  it's  to  look  for  a  job.  I  must  got 
some  sort  of  work  to  live." 

"  Well,  there's  no  hurry  about  that.  Rest  up 
for  a  bit  until  I  sec- you  attain.  Why  not  stop 
here  J    It',s  a  pretty  placo." 

"No,"  returned  John  quickly.  "Anywhere 
but  here.  I  must  get  to'London.  Besides,  I  can't 
stay  here.    I've  nothing  to  pay  my^way  with." 

Come  to  London  with  me,  then,"  said  Billy. 
"  I've  got  a  room  at  the  Majestic,  and  there's  an 
extra  bed.  You  can  roll  in  luxury  as  my  guest. 
They  do  you  very  well  at  the  Majestic." 

But  whence  all  this  wealth,  Billy  ?  I've 
never  known  you  to  l>e  wallowing  in  riches 
before.    Has  anything  happened  ? 

"It's  a  secret,"  said  Billy  mysteriously. 
"  I've  got  an  aunl." 

"  Has  she  died  ?  " 

"  Oh,  no,  she's  very  much  alive  !  Never 
knew,  in  fact,  that  she  had  any  money  until 
recently.  She's  a  surprise  packet.  Jane  her 
name  is,  and  she's  a  good  sort.  She's  handed 
me  out  a  bit  unexpectedly.  But,  mind  you,  I 
deserve  it.  I've  worked  for  her — toiled  for  her. 
I've  sweated  blood  for  her  when  it  never  looked 
as  if  I  should  get  a  penny  in  return.  Now  she's 
repaying  me  like  a  lady." 

"  Good  luck  to  her,"  said  John  without 
enthusiasm.  "  You  deserve  to  have  a  good  and 
wealthy  aunt,  Billy.  I'll  Be  your  guest  at  Aunt 
Jane's  expense  for  a  few  days  until  I  havo 
found  a  job." 

Portallock  Bay  and  the  Magic  of  Aunt 

JOHN  found  that  he  had  the  run  of  the 
Majestic  at  his  friend's  expense,  but  never 
felt  less  inclined  to  enjoy  its  amenities. 
Billy  had  not  only  a  bedroom  but  a  private 
sitting-room  and  bathroom — riotous  luxury  to  a 
man  t.ho  had  lived  in  a  hole  in  the  ground,  and 
taken  his  occasional  bath  in  a  petrol  tin  with  the 
side  cut  out — water  at  the  Calamity  Jane  being 
a  precious  commodity. 

He  saw  very  little  of  Billy.  He  was  out  early 
in  the  morning  and  returned  late  at  night,  with  a 
wearied  air  and  a  disinclination  to  talk.  Thit 
went  on  for  four  days,  and  still  Billy  seemed  as 
busy  as  ever. 

When  John  asked  what  it  was  all  about,  lie 
murmured  vague  things  about  his  Aunt  Jane, 
and  Oa'l°way  presumed  that  he  was  working 
for  her. 

These  were  bad  days  for  John. 

At  first  there  had  been  a  wild  hope  that  there 
might  be  a  letter  from  Athalie  in  reply  to  th'o  one 
which  he  had  sent  her,  and  which  she  had  never 
received.  If  only  she  would  send  her  forgive- 
ness ! — he  asked  for  nothing  more.  Then  ho 
would  get  up  and  face  the  world  again,  and  try 
to  take  an  interest  in  the  business  of  living. 

He  had  taken  precautions  to  ensure  that  9he 
would  have  ho  difficulty  in  finding  where  to 
write  to  him.  The  police  of  Marlingham  knew 
where  he  was  ;  also  Mr.  Ransom,  the  solicitor. 
He  had  been  told  that  he  would  be  wanted  to 
give  evidence  at  the  adjourned  hearing  of  the 
ease  against  Belcher.  Further,  he  had  written 
to  Mrs.  Weston,  the  housekeeper  at  Mallet's 
house,  whom  ho  knew  could  \ye  trusted  to  spread 
the  news  locally  of  his  whereabouts. 

But  no  letter  came,  and  at  length  he  was 
forced  to  realise  that  he  had  never  expected  one. 

What  girl,  however  queenly  in  her  generosity, 
could  be  expected  to  forgive  his  elaborate  and 
sustained  scheme  of  lying  and  deception  ? 

Perhaps  it  was  for  the  best. 

Kven  if,  in  her  angelic  charity,  she  had  for- 
given him,  he  would  never  dare  to  see  her  again 
— and  he  knew  that  in  every  fibre  of  his  man- 
hood he  was  burning  to  see  her. 

But  it  would  not  do.  ■ 

If  he  saw  her,  he  would  have  to  tell  her  the 
stark  truth — that  it  was  his  love  for  her,  and 
nothing  else,  which  had  made  him  play  this 
mad  game  of  sorry  deception.  He  had  sold  out 
his  honour  like  a  lunatic,  and  her  love  was  tho 
price  he  had  sold  for. 

And  how  should  he,  a  penniless  vagrant,  dare 
to  tell  her  this  ? 

Supposing,  by  some  scarce,  imaginable  miracle, 
she  still  loved  him.  Matters  would  l>c  far  and 
away  worse  than  they  were  now.  Sho  was  tho 
daughter  of  a  rich  man  :  nnd  ho  was  worth  — 
well,  he  was  not  worth  the  clothes  he  stood  in, 
because  they  had  come  out  of  Billy  O'Farrel's 

So  the  only  thing  to  do  was  to  try  to  forget 
her,  and  to  hope  that  she  would  not  havo  too 
much  difficulty  in 'doing  t  he  same. 

(Continued  on  page  18.) 

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EILEEN  SEDGWICK,  the  Universal  star,  whom 
you  have  probably  seen  on  the  screen  with 
Eddie  Polo  in  "  The  Circus  Kins,"  and  tho 
"  Cyclone  Smith  "  series,  was  born  in  Texas. 

She  commenced  her  career  -on  tho  stage  while 
still  a  child.  She  must  have  been  a  clover  little 
actress  even  in  those  days,  for  she  appeared  in 
drama,  and  musical  comedy,  and  these  are  so 
different  from  one  another  that  it  calls  for  great 
versatility  to  appear  in  both  successfully. 


EILEEN  is  three  inches  over  five  feet  in 
height,  and  has  dark  blue  eyes  and  curly 
fair  hair. 

By  the  way,  have  you  noticed  that  Eddie  Polo 
nearly  always  acts  with  fair  girls.  He  says,  this 
is  because  he  is  so  dark  himself,  and  ho  must 
havo  a  contrast. 


A  Thrilling  Serial. 

VERY  thrilling  serial,  in  which  Eileen 
Sedgwick  appears,  is  "  The  Great  Radium 
Mystery."  You  must  not  miss  this  when 
it  is  released  to  tho  public.  Somo  of  tho  scenes 
from  this  film  are  shown  on  this  page. 

Other  films  in  which  you  will  bo  ablo  to  see 
Eileen  are  "  Man  and  Beast."  "  Dropped  From  tho 
Clouds,"  "Trail  of  No  Return,"  and  "  No.  10 — 

West  Bound." 


Picture  Sltoic,  November  13th,  1920. 

"The  Price  tf5  Honour. 

(Continued  from 
page  16) 

But  when  he  thought  of  Portallock  Bay,  and 
ah  the  bewildering  sweetness  and  serious  charm 
of  her — they  were  black  times,  and  he  wished 
that  he  had  never  survived  the  wreck  of  the 
Sweet  Alice. 

On  the  fourth  morning  Billy  O'Farrel  was  as 
grave  as  an  owl  over  breakfast.  When  the  meal 
waa  finished,  he  spoke  with  awful  solemnity. 

"  I  want  you  to  stop  here  this  morning,"  said 
Billy.  "  I'm  coming  back  before  twelve  o'clock, 
and  I  shall  have  some  papers,  important  papers, 
for  you  to  sign." 

"  For  me  to  sign  ?    But  what  the  deuce  have 
I  got  to  do  with  your  papers  '!  " 

°'  You've  got  nothing  to  do  with  them  except 
to  sign  them.  Yours  not  to  reason  why  ;  yours 
but  to  do  as  you're  told.  These  are  matters  of 
import,  I  tell  you.  Stir  not  out  of  this  room  at 
your  peril.  You  must  be  here  when  I  come 
back  if  the  roof  falls  in.    Do  you  get  me  t  " 

"  But  these  papers  !   What  are  they  ?  Are 
they  anything  to  do  with  your  Aunt  Jane  ?  " 
''They  are." 

"  Oh,  very  well  !  I'll  wait  here  until  you 
come  back,  and  sign  whatever  you  ask  me." 

"  Good  lad  !  "  returned  Billy.  "  And,  by  the 
way,  I've  got  to  apologise  to  you  humbly. 
I'm  a  forgetful  beggar." 

He  drew  from  his  pocket  a  dirty  and  crumpled 

"  This  is  for  you,"  he  went  on.  "  I've  been 
carrying  it  about  with  me  for  days,  and  have  mis- 
remembered  it,  until  I  got  up  this  morning."  - 

John  took  the  rumpled  envelope,  and  for  some 
occult  reason  an  electric  thrill  ran  through  him. 
It  was  addressed  to  John  Galloway,  Esq.,  at 
Mallet's  house. 

"  Where  did  you  get  this  ?  "  he  asked,  a  little 

"  Given  to  me,  my  son,  by  a  Mrs.  Weston, 
your  late  housekeeper." 

"  When  !  "  demanded  Galloway.  r 

"  Let  me  see.  The  day  I  went  to  Marlingham. 
That  was  the  day  before  I  walked  you  out  of  the 
police  court.  I  ought  not  to  have  forgotten  it, 
because  the  old  soul  was  rather  worried.  You 
see,  she  said  that-this  letter  came  by  post  on  the 
very  morning  of  the  discovery  of  poor  old 
Mallet's  death. 

"  For  some  reason  or  other  she  forgot  to  give 
it  to-  the  police  on  the  day  of  its  arrival.  Later, 
Bhe  found  that  you  were  John  Galloway,  and  she 
continued  to  keep  it  from  the  police  from  a  sense 
of  loyalty  to  jou  I  suppose.  Then  when  I 
turned  up  and  told  her  that  I  was  your  friend, 
she  gave  it  to  me.  Sorry  I've  made  a  mess  of  it. 
1  hope  it's  nothing  important." 

"  But  don't  you  see,"  said  John,  with  a  strange 
look  in  his  eyes,  "  this  letter  must  have  been 
written  the  d;iy  before  the  discovery  of  Mallet's 
death,  and  at  that  time  nobody  knew  I  was 
John  Galloway  !  " 

"  Perhaps  it's  from  Mallet."  answered 
O'Farrel.    "  He  knew.    Anyway,  I  can  t  stop." 

He  disappeared  at  a  run. 

Conscious  that  his  hands  were  shaking  and 
that  his  breath  was  coming  uneasily,  John 
opened  the  letter.    This  is  what  he  read  : 

"  John,  my  very  dearest.  I  said  I  would  be 
in  bed  saying  good-night  to  you  by  half-past 
nine.  I  think  I  can  just  do  it,  but  1  want 
to  send  this  letter  out  first. 

"This  has  been  the  mo3t  perfect  day  I  have 
ever  had.  Whatever  may  happen  to  either  of 
u»  in  the  future,  I  shall  never  forget  our  picnic 
in  Portallock  Bay.  1  hope  you  will  not  forget 
it,  sir.    You  have  been  very  sweet  to  me,  John. 

"  Will  you  promise  me  this  one, thing  !  If  in 
the  future  there  should  come,  as  come  there  may, 
any  cloud  between  us  two,  will  you  think  of  this 
rather  ordinary  girl  of  yours  as  you  thought  of 
her  to-day,  when  we  joined  hands  over  the 
Wishing  Stone,  and  when  she  wished  you  all  the 
good  that  heaven  can  give  you  1  Good-night. 

"  Athalie." 

Galloway  stood  breathing  hard,  with  a  face  as 
white  as  the  paper  in  his  hand. 

What  did  it  mean  ? 

This  letter  was  written  on  the  night  of  their 
pienio  in  Portallock  Bay. 

It  was  written  and  posted  only  a  few  minutes 
after  they  parted,  after  he  had  held  her  in  his 
arms  and  kissed  her  at  the  gate  of  her  garden. 

Yet  she,  who  knew  him  only  as  Dyson  Mallet, 
and  who  had  quaintly  insisted  all  day  on  calling 
him  Mr.  Mallet,  called  him  John  in  hor  letter  ; 
and  the  envelope  was  addressed  in  her  writing 
to  John  Galloway. 

It  meant  that  she  knew  all  the  time. 

He  grabbed  his  hat  and  made  a  bolt  for  the 
door.  Duty  pulled  him  up,  and  he  remembered 
his  promise  to  O'Farrel  to  remain  in  to  sign 
mysterious  papers  for  him.  * 

Hang  Billy  O'Farrel  and  his  Aunt  Jane  !  He 
scribbled  a  note  for  Billy,  and  rushed  from  the 

He  dashed  acros3  London  by  taxi,  and  caught 
a  train  to  Marlingham.  He  borrowed  a  bicycle 
there,  and  was  enquiring  at  the  house  of  the 
Railtons'  in  short  time. 

Athalie  had  gone  out  on  b*r  bicycle.  She 
had  not  stated  where  she  was  going,  but  she  had 
ridden  in  the  opposite  direction  to  Marlingham. 

An  inspiration  came  to  Galloway,  and  he  set 
oft  at  reckless  speed,  bearing  straight  for  Port- 
allock Bay. 

By  the  Wishing  Stone. 

HE  found  her  sitting  on  the  broad  Wishing 
Stone,  a  solitary,  rather  pathetic  little 

She  was  looking  out  to  sea,  and  the  tide  was 
coming  in.  The  waves  were  breaking  only  a  few 
yards  from  her  feet,  and,  owing  to  their  uproar, 
she  did  not  hear  his  quiet  approach. 
Not  until  he  spoke  her  name. 
Then  she  turned  like  a  flash  and  saw  him  ; 
and  he  saw  the  light  come  into  her  eyes  that 
comes  to  a  woman  only  for  one  man  in  a  lifetime. 

The  next  moment  they  were  in  each  other's 
arms,  and  he  was  holding  her  tight  and  hungrily 
to  his  breast,  although  through  the  whole 
journey  he  had  been  telling  himself  grimly  that 
this  was  the  one  thing  which  must  not  happen. 

He  sat  down  on  the  wave-worn  Wishing  Stone 
and  drew  her  on  his  knee,  secretly  amazed  at 
the  lightness  and  girlish  slenderness  of  her,  and 
more  than  half  afraid  of  hurting  her  with  hi3 
unaccustomed  handling. 

Ho  need  not  have  been.  Athalie  found  his 
gentleness  a  most  exquisite  thing. 

"  Oh,  my  dear  !  "  she  murmured.  "  What  a 
time  I've  had  !  Why  havo  you  been  30  long 
coining  ?  I  was  beginning  to  think  that — that 
after  all,  you  were  not  the  sort  of  man  which 
I  knew  you  were.  That's  rather  Irish,  isn't  it, 
but  it  exactly  expresses  what  I  mean." 

"  I  only  had  j  our  letter  about  three  hours  ago 
in  London,  Athalie,"  said  John.  "  The  letter 
which  you  wrote  to  me  on  the  night  of  our  picnic 
in  this  never-to-be-forgotten  bay." 

"  Oh  !  "  She  stared  at  him  with  wide  eyes 
still  tear-wet,  but  without  making  the  least 
attempt  to  draw  away  from  him.  "  Then  you 
would  not  have  come  but  for  that  letter,  sir  ?  " 

"  How  could  I  come,  Athalie  ?  "  John  wa3  a 
little  hoarse.  The  stern  resolutions  of  the 
journey  down  were  making  themselves  heard  in 
his  mind.  "  I  was  an  impostor,  and  I  had 
played  you  the  worst  trick  that  n  man  could 
play  on  a  woman.  I  had  no  reason  to  suppose 
that  you  would  ever  speak  to  mo  again,  much 
le3s  forgive  me." 

'*  After  all,"  she  said,  "  you  were  not  playing 
a  trick  on  me  any  more  than  I  was  on  yoit. 
Because  on  the  day  of  our  picnic — our  wonderful 
picnic,  I  knew  your  real  name,  sir,  and  all  about 
you  ;  every  bit.  The  night  before  our  picnic  a 
girl  camo  to  me.  Her  name  was  Irma  Gale,  and 
she  told  me  overything.  To  prove  her  state- 
ments she  gave  me  a  letter  which  she  had  stolen 
from  your  house — a  letter  which  you  had 
written  to  your  friend  Billy  O'Farrel. 

"  Do  you  know,  I  had  always  rather  hated 
the  idea  that  I  had  fallen  in  love  -with  Dyson 
Mallet ;  and  when  I  found  that  you  were  nofc 
Dyson  Mallet  I  was  just  glad,  and  that's  all  I 
can  toll  you  about  it. 

"  Do  you  think  T  found  it  very  difficult  to  over- 
ook  your  deception,  when  I  found  from  that 
etter'to  Billv  O'Farrel  that  it  was  all  for  mv 

sake  t  I  am  afraid  thi^  is  a  rather  frail  and  human 
sort  of  girl  you  are  going  to  marry,  John." 

The  word  brought  him  out  of  his  dreams  with 
a  start.    He  stood  away  from  her  abruptly. 

'  This  is  all  wrong,"  he  said.  '  1  think  I 
must  be  mad.  I  have  no  right  to  be  here — no 
right  to  speak  of  love  to  you." 

But  she  was  not  to  be  frightened  now.  She 
knew  her  power,  and  only  looked  at  him  with 
mild  astonishment. 

"  What  is  the  matter  now,  sir  ?  "  she  asked. 
"  What  right  have  I  to  speak  of  lov/s  to  you 
when  I  cannot  ask  you  to  marry  me  ?  " 

"  Why  not  1  John,  you  are  not  going  to  dis- 
appoint me  ?  It  seems  to  me  you  have,  asked 

Very  obviously  she  was  laughing  at  him. 
"  Look  here,  Athalie,"  he  said.       You  love 

me  ?  " 

"  Heaps  and  heaps  !  "  she  murmured. 

"  Will  you  wait  for  me  ?  " 

"  How  long  ?  "  she  asked  anxiously. 

"  Heaven  ltnows  !  But  I  have  never  loved  a 
woman  before,  and  there  will  never  be  anyone 
else  in  my  life  but  you.    But  I  am  penniless." 

"  Do  we  want  very  much  to  get  married  on  ?  ' 
she  asked,  wrinkling  her  sweet  brow3.  "  Because 
I  am  rather  well  off  myself." 

"  But  don't  you  see,  dear,  that's  impossible  !  " 

"  No,  I  don't,"  she  said. 

They  were  interrupted  by  a  distant  halloe>, 
and  saw  a  man  emerging  from  a  car  on  the 
distant  road.  He  came  running  towards  them 
waving  his  hand.    It  was  Billy  O'Farrel. 

He  was  introduced  to  Athalie,  and  with  one 
smile  she  made  him  her  slave  for  life. 

"  Phew  !  "  he  said,  mopping  his  wet  brow. 
"  I  am  glad  I  have  found  you,  my  dear.  You 
must  let  me  call  you  '  my  dear.'  I  am  an  old 
man.  I  suspected  your  existence,  but  I  cou'd 
not  get  my  hand  on  you." 

He  tufned  to  John. 

"  You  left  me  in  the  lurch,"  he  said,  with  a 
twinkle.  "  But  I'm  not  grumbling.  These 
papers  have  got  to  be  signecito-day,  and  I  just 
bad  to  pursue  you  in  a  motor-car." 

"  Good  Lord  !  "  gasped  John.  "  Are  your 
Aunt  Jane's  papers  so  important  as  that  ? 

"  Just  that.  !  "  returned  Billy.  "  You  see, 
my  Aunt'.Tane's  full  name  is  the  Calamity  Jane, 
and  I  am  here  to  say  that  I  have  been  deceiving 
you  with  malico.  I  did  not  leave  the  Calamity 
Jano  because  I  had  got  cold  feet,  like  the  rest  of 
you,  but  because  I  struck  oil — I  mean  gold,  in 
paying  streaks.  To-day  I  have  sold  out  our  old 
claim  for  one  hundred  and  fifty  thousand 
pounds.  How  does  that  sound  to  you  t  Poor 
old  Mallet's  share  automatically  disappears  with 
his  death,  but  I  have  made  over  ten  thousand 
pounds  to  the  girl  Alice  Mercer.  By  a  simple 
process  of  arithmetic  that  leaves  seventy  thou- 
sand pounds  for  each  of  us.   Sign  here,  please  !  " 

And  Billy  produced  a  fountaiu-pen  like  a 
cavalier  drawing  a  sword. 

Athalie  was  the  first  to  recover. 

She  put  her  arms  round  Billy's  neck  and 
kissed  him. 

"  Billy  O'Farrel,  you're  a  darling  !  "  she  said. 

A  quick  look  flashed  between  the  lovers, 
and  they  walked  away  together  arm  in  arm. 

Billy  sat  on  the  Wishing  Stone  watching  thein. 

Ho  "was  thinking  of  the  look  he  had  seen  in 
Athalie's  eyes  when  she  walked  away  with  his 
handsome  paitner. 

He  filled  his  old.  worn  briar  pipe  thoughtfully, 
stubbing  down  tho  tobacco  with  his  toil-worn 

"  I  reckon  T'd  give  my  seventy  thousand 
cheerfully  to  be  fifteen  years  younger,  and  have 
a  girl  like  her  look  at  me  that  way  !  "  he  mur- 
nuired.  Tin:  KN'l).  


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In  Cash 

Every  boy  and  girl  should  enter  for  this 
new  "Wonderland  Weekly"  Painting 
Competition.  All  competitors  have  to 
do  is  to  paint  two  simple  pictures  of  the 
adventures  of  Mr.  Toots,  who  is  the 
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rictu/i  Show,  Xov.mbir  llth,  1920. 



TEfes  thpee; 



T?OR  the  first  time  the  romantic  life  story  of  Norma, 
A  Natalie,  and  Constance  Talmadge  has  been 
written,  and  has  appeared  exclusively  in  the  "  Picture 
Show."  The  early  struggles  oi  these  girls,  before 
they  were  stars,   make    most  fascinating  readinji^especially  as 


onstaji<3&       they  have  recently  visited  Great  Britain. 


BOTH  Norma  and  Constanco  Talmadge  now 
have  their  own  studios  and  their  own  com- 
panies.    They  produce  their    own  pic- 
tures, and  the  amount  of  money  each  earns  in  a 
month  is  about  equal  to  the  annual  income  of  a 
•  Prime  Minister. 

In  spite  of  this  they  remain  just  two  simple, 
natural,  unaffected  girls.  When  you  meet  them 
in  private  life  the  first  thing  that  strikes  you  is 
that  they  do  not  belong  to  the  actress  type. 
They  dress  well  but  not  conspicuously.  Norma 
is  short,  but  perfectly  proportioned.  Constance 
is  tall  and  slim.  Both  are  very  pretty — prettier 
than  on  the  screen — but  there  is  nothing  of  the 
professional  beauty  about  either  of  them. 

They  are  young  and  eager,  and  in  love  with 
life.  They  delight  in  having  a  good  time,  but 
their  work  is  never  long  absent  from  their  minds, 
and  thus  they  escape  that  boredom  which  often 
comes  to  young  people  who  have  too  much  money 
to  spend. 

They  have  recently  been  on  holiday  in  Europe, 
and  they  have  enjoyed  themselves  immensely. 
They  liked  Paris,  were  impressed  by  Rome,  and 
thiy  adored  Venice. 

In  talking  to  Constance  you  get  the  idea  that 
to  her  life  is  a  great  and  glorious  joke. 

She  has  been  called  Tomboy  Talmadge,  and 
the  appelation  fits  her  tolerably  well.  She  is 
just  the  healthy  type  of  young  American  girl 
bubbling  over  with  life  and  high  spirits.  She 
has  a  habit  of  saying  the  first  thing  that  comes 
into  her  mind,  with  the  result  that  after  every 
other  remark  she  makes  she  will  add  "  Don't 
print  that  !  "  accompanying  the  warning  with  a 
look  of  comical  dismay. 

Everyone  who  knows  her  loves  her,  and  her 
great  screen  rival  Dorothy  Gish  is  her  bosom 
friend  in  "private  life. 

Constance  is  fond  of  her  work,  but  she  con- 
fesses that  she  has  a  secret  ambition  to  appear 
on  the  speaking  stage  in  a  good  comedy  part. 

"  I  should  love  to  be  face  to  face  with  my 
audience,"  she  admits. 

She  might  easily  gratify  this  ambition  if  she 
chose,  for  many  managers  have  made  her  flatter- 
ing offers  to  appear  on  the  regular  stage.  But 
her  popularity  on  the  screen  is  so  enormous  and 
sj  world-wide  that  for  some  time,  at  any  rate, 
the  cinema  is  likely  to  retain  its  hold  upon 
her  services. 

She  takes  a  girlish  delight  in  relating  some  of 
her  queer  experiences  as  a  film  actress. 

A  little  while  back  D.  W.  Griffith — for  whom, 
by  the  way,  she  has  an  enormous  admiration — 
reconstructed  the  Babylonian  story  of  "  Intoler- 
ance." A  number  of  new  scenes  wero  added, 
for  which  Miss  Talmadge  again  donned  her 
mountain  girl  garb. 

"  It  was  good  fun,"  she  says,  "  resuming  the 
famous  character  which  gave  me  my  start,  but  I 
discovered  that  I  had  grown  considerably 
t  liimer,  and  where  these  new  scenes  are  spliced 
in  among  the  old  ones,  if  you  look  closer  you  can 
see  that  I  gain  or  lose  ten  or  fifteen  pounds  in  a 
second  without  any  apparent  discomfort.  But 
seeing  the  revised  story  did  relieve  my  mind.  I 
had  been  afraid  I  was  getting  old.  But  my 
wrinkles  don't  register  on  the  celluloid  yet  !  " 

When  one  is  twenty  even  if  you  are  a  film  star 
you  can  afford  to  jest  at  getting  old  ! 

Apart  from  their  screen  work,  the  two  sisters 
devote  a  good  deal  of  time  to  the  acquirement  of 
new  accomplishments,  and  latterly  they  have 
taken  up  classic  and  Russian  dancing. 

You  should  see  me  doing  the  classic  stuff," 
says  Constance  with  a  delightful  gurgle.  "  Adolf 
Bolm,  who  is  teaching  us,  just  looks  at  me,  rolls 
his  eyes  in  anguish,  and  keeps  saying  the  same 
word  in  Russian  over  and  over.  Norma  says  it 
means  '  No,  no,  NO  !  '  but  I  suspect  it  is  some- 
thing a  good  deal  stronger." 

Constance  laughingly  denies  all  reports  and 
rumours  of  her  various  marriages. 

''  I  have  been  married  to  everybody  on  the 
coast.  Of  course  there  isn't  a  word  of  truth 
in  any  of  the  stories.  I  am  not  in  love  with  any- 
body. I  like  men — they're  nice  to  have  around  : 
but  I'm  not  going  to  get  married  for  years  and 
years  and  >ears.  There's  something  to  be  said 
for  marriage — quite  a  lot— but,  oh  !  I  do  love 
independence !  " 

But  though  so  light-hearted  and  even  torn- 
boyish,  Constance  Talinadge  is  a  very  conscien- 
tious and  serious  young  artiste  in  everything  that 
pertains  to  her  work.  She  takes  a  great  deal  of 
trouble  in  selecting  her  stories,  and  this  indeed  is 
one  of  the  most  difficult  of  her  tasks.  Every  one 
knows  and  enjoys  a  Constance  Talmadge  comedy. 
It  has  a  flavour  of  its  own,  but  it  is  difficult  to  say 
off-hand  wherein  lies  its  peculiar  charm. 

"  Although  some  sixty  manuscripts  are  sub- 
mitted to  me  every  week,"  said  Miss  Talmadge 
recently,  "  it  is  exceedingly  difficult  to  get 
exactly  the  kind  of  comedy  I  want.  I  want 
comedies  of  maimers,  comedies  that  are  funny 
because  they  delight  one's  sense  of  what  is  ridi- 
culously human  in  the  way  of  little  every-day 
common-place  foibles  and  frailties — subtle  come- 
dies, not  comedies  of  the  knock-about  variety. 


•,  -9.H"  »  iS,  .  •  a  IMSim  ■■»"  fc)i'-iiiiMifcJiinii«& 

up  her  swimming  and  riding,  partly  for  healthy 
exercise  and  partly  to  perfect  herself  in  theso 
accomplishments  for  her  screen  work. 

She  dislikes  anything  "  faked  "  in  pictures 
and  is  opposed  to  the  use  of  a  "  doublo  in  any 
of  her  productions.  In  "  By  Right  of  Con- 
quest," one  of  her  most  popular  films,  the  story 
has  to  do  with  a  fire  on  a  ship  at  sea,  and  she  is 
supposed  to  swim  in  the  perilous  ocean  to  a 
desert  island. 

It  was  suggested  that  a  professional  swimmer 
could  be  vised  in  this  scene,  and  with  her  cap 
pulled  down  over  her  eyes,  and  only  the  head 
bobbing  up  and  down  at  intervals  in  the  splash- 
ing surf,  no  one  would  know  that  another 
person  had  been  substituted  for  Miss  Talmadge. 
But  Norma  would  not  have  it  so  ;  she  insisted 
upon  doing  her  own  swimming,  and  took  a 
whole  company  to  Florida  for  three  or  four 
days  to  take  these  scenes. 

This  conscientiousness  is  one  of  the  chief 
elements  of  her  success.  She  is  always  thinking 
how  she  may  make  her  pictures  better,  and 
everything  she  sees  or  hears  at  once  becomes 
possible  material  for  her  work. 

She  is  a  great  student  of  the  fashions  in 
women's  dress  as  well  as  the  costumes  of 
many  periods. 

She  is  one  of  the  very  best  dressed  women  in 
the  pictures,  and  she  has  achieved  this  reputa- 
tion by  constant  study.    It  is"only  a  detail  of 
(Continued  on  page  20.  > 

A  Question  of  Art. 

"  I  WANT  comedies,"  she  went  on  to  say, 

1  "  chiefly  because  I  enjoy  making  people 
laugh  ;  secondly,  because  this  type  of  work 
comes  easiest  and  most  naturally  to  me.  I  am 
not  a  highly  emotional  type.  Norma  could  cry 
real  tears  over  two  sofa  cushions  stuffed  into  a 
long  dress  and  white  lace  cap  to  look  like  a  dead 
baby,  and  she  would  do  it  so  convincingly  that 
nine  hundred  people  out  of  a  thousand  in  front 
would  weep  with  her.  That  is  real  art.  I 
couldn't  do  it,  but  my  kind  of  talent  would  lead 
me  to  bounce  that  padded  baby  up  and  down  on 
my  kiiee  with  absurd  grimaces  that  would  make 
the  same  nine  hundred  people  roar  with  laughter. 

"  Oh,  yes,"  Miss  Constance  admitted  in  reply 
to  a  question,  "  in  my  way  I  take  my  work  quite 
as  seriously  as  my  sister  does  hers.  I  would  be 
just  as  much  in  earnest  about  making  the  baby 
seem  ridiculous  as  she  would  about  making  it 
seem  real.  That  I  think  is  the  secret  of  being 
funny  on  the  speaking  stage  as  well  as  on  the 
screen.  If  you  want  to  be  really  funny,  you 
must  take  yourself  seriously. 

"  Would  I  like  to  take  an  emotional  part  ? 
Sometimes  I  think  I  would.  There  comes  over 
me  a  yearning  to  emote  !  And  yet  I  don't  know. 
I  am  not  fitted,  I  fancy,  to  be  a  vampire.  There 
is  nothing  alluring  or  exotic  or  neurotic  about  me; 
Perhaps  I'll  stick  to  comedy.  At  any  rate  until 
the  dear  public  begins  to  grow  tired  of  it." 

Nevertheless,  she  is  quite  capable,  of  appre- 
ciating other  and  more  serious  forms  of  art. 

On  her  recent  visit  to  London  she  went  to  all 
the  best  plays  and  enjoyed  most  her  evening 
at  the  Haymarket  Theatre,  where  Sir  J.  M. 
Barrie's  Alary  Rose  "  is  being  performed.  That 
poetical  and  mystical  fancy  she  declared  to  be 
the  most  beautiful  play  she  had  ever  seen. 

Norma  Talmadge,  though  equally  charming 
in  another  way,  is  a  more  responsible  and  digni- 
fied young  lady  than  her  lively  sister. 

The  first  impression  one  gets  of  Norma  is  of 
bigness,  of  womanly  sympathy  and  under- 
standing, and,  above  all,  of  human  quality. 
She  knows  no  professional  jealousy,  nor  has  she 
lost  her  head  by  reaching  the  pinnacle  of  success 
while  still  in  the  very  early  twenties. 

Next  to  her  generosity  and  impulsiveness, 
ambition  is  perhaps  her  most  dominant  charac- 
teristic. She  goes  from  triumph  to  triumph, 
but  still  is  not  satisfied. 

Besides  working  on  the  pictures  early  and  late, 
she  studies  singing  and  dancing.    She  also  keeps 

NORMA  as  a  gill  oi  fifteen. 


Picture  Show,  November  lZt/i.  1920. 


[Continued  from 
page  19.) 

her  work,  but  with  her  every  detail  is  impor- 
tant where  her  profession  is  concerned.  • 

Among  the  thousands  of  letters  she  receives 
every  week  from  admirers  all  over  the  world 
many  are  from  women  who  want  to  know  where 
she  gets  her  dresses. 

But,  as  she  says,  it  is  the  personal  element 
that  counts  in  dross.  You  must  have  a  very 
clear  idea  in  your  own  mind  of  the  effect  you  : 
want.  Then  you  can  go  to  the  professional 
dress-designer  and  in  consultation  get  the 
costume  which  suits  both  you  and  the  occasion 
for  which  you  require  it. 

Recently  she  discussed  the  subject  at  length. 

"  Why  are  certain  things  the  fashion  at  one 
period  ?  "  she  asked.  "  Why  do  styles  recur 
at  certain  intervals  ?  Where  do  fashions  have 
their  origin  ? 

"  If  you  want  to  be  a  well-dressed  woman — 
and  every  normal  woman  does — you  should 
learn  the  answers  to  these  questions.  I  had  to 
find  out  the  answers  for  myself  when  I  was 
studying  style  from  the  standpoint  of  the 
screen.  It  is  not  every  girl  who  can  afford  to 
engage  the  services  of  a  great  stylist  to  dress  her. 
I  certainly  could  not  during  the  first  years  I 
was  in  motion  picture  work.  A  great  number  of 
my  dresses  during  that  period  I  made  myself. 

"  To-day  is,  above  all  others,  the  day  of  the 
individual,  the  time  when  every  discerning 
woman  knows  she  can  draw  on  any  period  of 
style  to  enhance  her  good  looks. 

"  Why  is  it  that  nowadays  we  are  breaking 
away  from  uniformity  in  style  and  seeking  to 
take  the  best  from  history  and  tradition  that 
we  may  apply  it  to  modern  uses  ?  I  think  the 
War  has  something  to  do  with  it.  Most  of  the 
nations  fighting  against  Germany  sent  repre- 
sentatives to  France,  and  the  French  dress  ex- 
perts, who  are  wonderfully  quick  in  picking  up 
ideas,  borrowed  inspiration  from  the  national 
dress  of  the  people  who  fought  shoulder  to 
shoulder  with  their  men.  Jean  Paton,  great 
soldier  as  he  is  a  great  stylist,  came  back  to 

Paris  from  the  trenches  and  brought  with  him 
the  Algerian  inspiration.  The  bright-coloured 
embroideries  of  last  season,  the  deep  sashes  and 
harem  skirt3  we  saw  everywhere,  were  the  result 
of  Paton's  genius.  But  after  all,  novelty  is  not 
the  most  important  thing.  Good  dressing  is 
chiefly  a  matter  of  line,  a  matter  of  studying 
one's  own  figure,  learning  the  good  and  bad 
points,  and  then  finding  out  the  styles  that 
make  the  most  of  the  good  points  and 
minimise  the  bad  ones. 

"  For  example,  if  your  arms  are  thin,  you 
should  wear  long  sleeves  that  are  rather  full. 
If  your  heart  is  set  on  short  sleeves,  you  should 
have  them  cut  so  as  to  reach  at  least  an  inch 
below  the  elbow. 

"  By  the  way,"  says  Miss  Talmadge,  "  I  do 
hope  Englishwomen  will  not  judge  my  taste 
in  dress  by  some  of  the  pictures  you  see  of  me 
in  your  English  picture  houses.  I  am  charmed 
with  wonderful  London,  but  I  am  really  dis- 
tressed to  see  old,  out-of-date  pictures  in  your 
picture  shows.  Some  in  which  I  am  shown  were 
made  three  and  four  years  ago,  when  I  was 
making  good.  They  are  silly  and  out  of  date  in 
theme  and  dress.  I  really  wonder  what  the 
women  in  the  audiences  think  of  my  four-year- 
old  frocks  !  " 

However,  the  evil  to  which  Miss  Talmadge 
thus  draws  attention  is  likely  soon  to  be  reme- 
died. The  British  patrons  of  the  pictures  are 
beginning  to  get  restive,  and  the  time  is  possibly 
not  far  off  when  only  the  latest  and  best 
American  films  will  be  accepted  in  this  country. 

One  interesting  fact  is  that  the  Talmadge 
sisters,  like  some  other  leading  American  film 
stars,  intend  to  return  to  this  country  next 
year  and  make  pictures  here. 

They  also  intend  to  take  steps  to  insure  their 
latest  films  being  exhibited  promptly  in  England. 

The  art  of  the  cinema  is  developing  so 
rapidly  that  a  film  is  very  soon  out  of  date. 
And  although  all  the  work  of  the  Talmadges  is 
interesting,  an  artiste  -  naturally  likes  to  be 
judged  by  her  best  work. 

It  is  one  of  the  penalties  of  fame  that  as  soon 
as  a  cinema  actress  becomes  a  great  popular 

favourite,  all  her  early  and  immature  work  is 
dragged  into  light  and  offered  to  the  public 
ostensibly  as  a  fair  sample  of  her  work. 

However,  both  Norma  and  Constance 
Talmadge  are  too  firmly  established  in  popular 
favour  to  have  much  to  fear  from  this  practice. 
Their  new  films,  excellent  in  every  way  are 
being  widely  exhibited,  and  it  is  by  these  films 
that  the  gifted  young  artistes  will  be  judged  by 
their  countless  British  admirers. 

In  the  next  year  or  two  there  is  likely  to  be 
a  great  fight  between  British  and  American 
film  producers,  and  we  have  little  doubt  that 
as  a  result  of  that  fight,  rubbishy  American 
films  will  be  driven  out  of  British  picture 
houses.  The  public  are  already  demanding 
something  better,  and  they  will  get  it. 

How  soon  a  change  /or  the  better  come3,  will, 
of  course,  depend  largely  on  the  public. 

A  famous  American  producer  visiting  England 
has  put  the  case  very  tersely  : 

"  The  people  of  this  country,"  he  said,  "  are 
being  imposed  upon  by  the  exhibition  of  so 
much  trash.  It  is  partly  due  to  their  own 
fault  in  tolerating  so  much  fourth-rate  stuff, 
and  partly  to  the  system  we  Americans  have 
introduced  here.  Our  producers  are  able  to 
offer  you  about  ten  times  as  many  pictures  as 
you  need.  The  British  people,  instead  of 
taking  advantage  of  this  over-production  by 
selecting  only  the  very  best,  have  calmly 
allowed  their  exhibitors  to  force  them  to  take 
good  and  bad  alike  in  blocks. 

"  Great  Britain  has  chosen  cheapness  in- 
stead of  quality.  If  the  public  in  England  will 
make  a  stand  against  the  rubbish  which  has 
been  poured  over  here,  and  demand  the  best 
we  have  to  give,  they  will  soon  get  the  best." 

This  is,  no  doubt,  true.  But  whatever  the 
future  holds,  lovers  of  the  pictures  in  this 
country  will  always  be  grateful  to  the  many 
clever  Americans  who  have  contributed  to 
their  delight,  and  certainly  in  that  list  a  very 
high  place  will  always  be  held  by  the  beautiful 
and  gifted  sisters,  Norma,  Natalie  and  Con- 
stance Talmadge.* 



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"  In  Old  Kentucky." 

Anita  Stewart  and  Mahlon  Hamilton  (Jury's.) 

HERE  i9  a  tale  of  the  mountain  region  of 
old  Kentucky,  adapted  from  the  stage 
success,  and  starring  the  beautiful  Anita 
Stewart  as  the  mountain  maid.    A  delightful 
love  story  played  against  a  background  of 
exquisite  scenery. 

"  L  "Apache." 

Dorothy  Dalton  (Paramounl-Arlerafl). 

THE  gay  haunts  of  Bohemian  Paris  and  the 
sordid  world  of  the  Apache — both  are 
shown  in  this  picture  with  a  wonderful 
realism  and  fascination.  A  dual  role  is  acted 
by  Dorothy  Dalton  with  much  power  and 
artistic  insight.  The  wife  of  nn  Apache  finds  her 
double  in  a  rich  American  girl  in  Paris.  When 
she  takes  her  place,  many  thrilling  adventures 
begin,  and  lead  up  to  a  startling  climax.  Firat- 
elass  entertainment. 

"The  Web  of  Chance." 

Peggy  Hyland  (Fox). 

PRETTY  Peggy  Hyland,  as  a  girl  detective, 
who  thought  her  lover  was  a  thief,  and 
endeavoured  to  run  him  to  earth.  A  great 
surprise  awnits  her  when  she  does  capture  her 
quarry,  and  in  the  end  she  finds  herself  a  captive 
for  life.  A  rollicking  story  that  will  enliven  the 
most  depressed. 

"  The  Elusive  Pimpernel." 

Marie  Blanche  and  Cecil  Humphreys  (Sloll). 

A HIGHLY  distinctive  photo-play  of  Baroness 
Orc7.y's  delightful  romance.    Cecil  Hum- 
phreys and  Marie  Blanche  head  the  cast 
as  the  inimitable  Sir  Percy  and  his  lovely  wife, 
and  production  and  photography  are  of  the  best. 

"  Beyond  the  Dreams  of  Avarice." 

Joyce  Dearsley  and  Henry  Victor  (Ideal). 

THE  tragedy  of  ungovernable  greed  of  money. 
Sir  W alter  Besant's  famous  novel  adapted 
for   the  screen.     This  is   an  intensely 
dramatic  story,  which  leads  up  to  a  terrific 
climax.    British  acting  at  its  best. 

"The  Polar  Star." 

Manora  Thew  and  Hayford  Hobbs 
( Walturdaw). 

THE  mystery  of  a  London  solicitor's  death 
and    dishonour,    and    the    attempts  to 
unmask  the  villains,  form  the  basis  of  this 
British  photo-play,  through  which  a  pretty  love 
story   runs.     Delightful  scenes,  showing  the 
beauties  of  the  Italian  lakes.  Average  production. 

"  The  Case  of  Lady  Camber." 

Violet  Hopson  and  Stewart  Rome  (Broadwesl). 

AS  absorbing  photo-play  indeed  is  the  screen 
version  of  H.  A.  Vachell's  stage  success. 
A  cast  of  popular  players,  headed  by 
Violet  Hopson  and  Stewart  Rome,  and  including 
Pollie  Emery  in  her  original  part  of  "  Peach," 
present  clever  portrayals.  , 

"  An  Innocent  Adventuress." 

Vivian  Martin  (Paramount -Arterajl). 

DELIGHTFUL  comedy-drama,  featuring  the 
dainty  star.    She  tried  to  help  a  friend 
by  stopping  a  letter,  and  then  found  her 
dog  had  chewed  it  up.    She  thinks  she  is  a  thief, 
and  is  led  into  all  sorts  of  adventures,  but  in  the 
end  she  steals  nothing  but  somebody's  heart. 

"  Angel  Esquire." 

Avrele  Sydney  and  Gebtrude  McCoy 

EDGAR    WALLACE'S    exciting    novel"  in 
picture  form.     The  mystery  of    an  old 
man's  fortune,  hidden  in  a  huge  column. 
He  leaves  a  puzzle,  and  the  first  person  to  solve 

it  gets  the  money. 

"The  Girl  Woman." 

Gladys  Leslie  and  Maurice  Costello 
( Vitagraph ). 

DRAMA  with  plenty  of  thrills.    The  story  of 
a  girl  who  tries  to  clear  her  father  who 
has  been  in  prison,  and  the  intrigues  into 
which  this  leads  her.    Woven  into  this  web  of 
mystery  is  a  slight  love  story. 

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^fVrinlcles; — TKe  Cause  of  Premature  ^fVrinkles — How  to 
Prevent  Them — Their  Cure —  The   Pict  ure  Gtrl  s  Suit. 

IT  is  tho  habit  of  tho  majority  of  women  when 
they  have  passed  the  age  of  thirty — and 
inaybo  married  and  settled  down — to  neglect 
their  looks,  and  personal  well-being.  Perhaps 
they  find  so  much  to  occupy  their  time  that  thoy 
think  it  is  not  worth  while  troubling  about  their 
appearance.  But  littlo  do  thoy  realise  what 
effect  such  neglect  will  have  upon  them  in  yoars 
to  come.  For  time  will,  without  doubt,  lay  its 
hand  on  the  physical  body  and  lessen  tho 
underlying  support  of  flesh  and  limb.  Of  course, 
it  is  out  of  tho  question  to  wholly  outwit 
tho  hand  of  time,  but,  nevertheless,  it  can  bo 
stayed,  and  its  ravages  may  be  held  at  bay. 

Wrinkles  in  Youth. 

THIS  is  true  in  regard  to  wrinkles,  whose 
coming  is  ever  dreaded,  and  whose  first 
appearance  is  allied  with  a  sort  of  despair 
and  resignation  to  the  inevitable.  Often  times, 
top,  wrinkles  can  be  found  in  quite  young  folk, 
these  having  been  encouraged  by  scowling  over 
fine  work,  or  poring  over  a  book,  or  even  by 
grimacing  during  conversation  in  a  manner  that 
is  really  as  unnecessary  as  it  is  unpleasant  to  see. 

Tho  wrinkles  that  come  from  laughter  are  not 
unsightly  as  every  ono  of  their  curves  denote  a 
happy  disposition.  But  those  that  spring  from 
a  morose  nature  are  as  strongly  indicative  of 
temperament,  and  these  becomo  more  unsightly 
as  time  goes  on. 

Deep  set  wrinkles  that  result  from  years  cannot 
be  removed  nor  can  they  be  lessened  much  by 
any  method.  But  there  are  many  preventatives 
of  "wrinkles,  which,  if  carefully  practised  will 
delay  their  coining  for  years.  The  first  and 
roost  important  possession  is  a 
happy  disposition.  That  may  be 
cultivated  and  made  a  habit  as 
readily  as  any  beauty  culture  in 
the  world. 

Miss  May  Allison  says  that, 
"  More  wrinkles  are  caused  by 
worry,  than  by  years."  Then  she 
adds  her  remedy.  "  Therefore 
every  woman  should  keep  alive, 
take  an  interest  in  all  things,  and 
keep  a  broad  outlook  on  life.  She 
should  live  up  to  the  times,  and 
look  alive.  Tho  flesh  of  such  a 
woman  will  be  kept  young,  the 
face  rounded,  and  the  smile 
pleasant,  and  tho  wholo  .figure 
erect.  AH  this  will  do  much  for 
the  outwitting  of  time,  mentally." 
And  here  I  think  this  beautiful 
actress  has  hit  the  nail  right  on 
the  head. 

Prevention    is    Better  than 

HOWEVER,  much  can  be  done 
physically  to  prevent  the 
wear  and  tear  of  years. 
Cleanliness  is  the  first  rule.  Allow 
no  neglect  to  permit  dust  or  grease 
to  settle  in  the  pores  of  the  skin. 
When  drying  the-  face  with  a 
towel,  for  instance,  alwaya  rub 
the  skin  back  towards  the  hair. 
Do  not  rub  downwards,  as  the 
lines  tend  towards  that  way,  and 
following  their  direction  will 
naturally  accentuate  them.  Do 
not  allow  the.  skin  on  tho  face  to 
grow  dry  or  harden,  nor  become 
thin  or  sallow.  Exercise — walking 
or  any  other  form  that  causes 
perspiration  i3  absolutely  necesssary 
to  keep  the  tissues  of  the  skin  young  - 
and  firm.  Wrinkles  are  usually 
tho  result  of  loose  flabby  skin. 
Therefore  any  pure  lotion  that 
tightens  the  muscles  will  havo 
a  beneficial  effect  on  their  delay* 


A  Lesson  from  the  Chinese. 

A GOOD  lesson  can  be  taken 

from  Chinese  women   who  « 

never  wrinkle.     Sleep  with-  A.  smart  smt  of  striped  gabar- 

ont  a  pillow  for  soft  down  pillows  p£tQsrpe  ggj  yby  ethf "ditress  of  Dept.,  291a,"  Oxford  Street,  London, 
rush  crow  s-feot  around  the  eyes         "  Home  Fashions."         W.  1 

and  lines  in  front  of  tho  oars,  and  each  sido  of 
the  noso. 

Mivssago  is  undoubtedly  tho  best  treatment 
for  tho  removal  of  wrinkles.  Before  commencing 
to  massage  tho  face,  the  skin  should  bo  steamed 
to  make  it  more  receptivo  'o  the  cream.  When 
massaging  wrinkles  or  lines  on  tho  face,  re- 
member that  a  light  and  gentle  stroke  should 
be  employed. 

For  crow's-feet  smear  a  littlo  cream  at  the 
corner  of  tho  eyes,  and  gently  tap  it  in  with  the 
tips  of  the  fingers.  Never  rub  tho  skin  around 
the  eyes,  as  by  so  doing  you  are  liable  to  .stretch 
it,  this  part  being  the  most  delicate  of  the  wholo 

Wrinkles  between  tho  eyebrows  should  bo 
massaged  with  a  littlo  cream  with  the  tip  of  the 
middlo  finger.  Work  in  a  rotary  movement. 
Then  remove  with  a  pad  of  cotton -wool  any 
Superfluous  grease,  leaving  merely  all  that  has 
been  absorbed,  to  remain  in  the  pores.  Five  treatment  is  enough  each  day. 

To  Remove  Lines  from  the  Face. 

THE  lines  from  chin  to  mouth  are  the  most 
ageing,  and  aro  invariably  the  result  of 
mental  or  physical  suffering.  Therefore, 
a  more  persevering  treatment  is  required  for 
them.  Smear  cream  gently  along  each  line, 
then  slip  the  tongue  under  it.,  and  massage  across, 
not  rip  and  down.  Afterwards  stroke  the  face 
gently  from  the  comers  of  the  mouth  towards 
the  ear. 

A  rule  to  bo  remembered  when  massaging  the 
face  is  that  all  movements  should  bo  upwards 
and  outwards,  that  is  from  the  chin  to  the  fore- 
head, and  from  the  mouth  to  the 
ear.  An  astringent  lotion  should 
be  applied  to  brace  up  the  muscles 
after  each  massage. 

When  wrinkles  have  once  settled 
on  the  face,  great  care  should  be 
taken  with  the  application  of 
powder.  It  should  not  bo  allowed 
to  settle  in  any  of  the  wrinkles. 
If  it  is,  it  will  only  cause  tho  lines 
to  deepen  and  make  them  all  the 
more  difficult  to  remove.  If  powder 
settles  at  all  in  the  lines,  it  should 
be  brushed  out  immediately  with  a 
"  hare's  foot." 

The  Picture  Girl's  Suit. 

THERE  is  a  fascinating  smart- 
ness about  striped  material, 
especially  when  it  is  fashioned 
into  a  tailored  suit.    The  stripes 
lend  themselves  so  effectively 
to   different    arrangement  of 
pattern,  and  thus  help  decorate 
the  costume.    Striped  suitings 
are    particularly  predominant 
just  now,  and  can  be  obtained 
in  a  very  large  range  of  colourings 
and  widths.     Cosy  striped  tweeds 
are  delightful  for  every-day  wear, 
and  as  serviceable   as   they  are 
charming,  being  fashioned  in  effec- 
tive colour  combinations.  AVhile 
for  smart  wear  there  is  nothing 
nicer  than  a  costume  of  striped 
gabardine,  white  stripes  running  on 
a  backgroimd  of  black  or  navy. 

The  Picture  Girl  is  the  possessor 
of  a  smart  suit  of  this  description 
— illustrated  here.  It  is  arranged 
with  a  four-gored,  high-waisted 
skirt,  with  sides  cut  the  reverse 
way  of  the  material.  The  coat  has 
sides  to  correspond  and  the  fronts 
are  turned  back  to  form  revers,  and 
joined  to  the  collar.  The  sleeves 
are  of  ordinary  shape.  Allow  4£ 
yards  of  50-inch  wide  material. 

PAPER  PATTERNS  of  this  cos- 
tume can  be  obtained  in  22,  24,  26, 
and  23  inch  waist  sizes  for  one 
shilling  each — Postal  Order  made 
payable  to  the  PICTURE  SHOW— 
from  the  PICTURE  SHOW  Pattern 

"Shots"  from 

October  ha  been  o -c  of  the  busiest  of  months  for 
th  -  BROAD  A/ES  T  C  m  >any.  No  IcMhan  lour 
film,  have  b  en  coin  p.  e  ltd  b/  ibi.  (amou-*  a.i- 
Bn  ,sh  Coinnany  (  urinx  hat  lime.  11  The  Gre  »t 
Gay  Road  "  from  Tom  G  (Don's  story,  wa*  the 
firs*..  This  t*is  aiewart  Horn';  as  tbC  v>  Dt  RDM- 
tramp,  a  id  is  ■   typ  cal  y  tin  fi  m      I  he  i 

came  "  T  ent*  La-»t  Case."  a  thrill  ng  selective 
s  ory  irom  E.  C.  B?n  ley  s  famous  n-ivel  Gre  orv 
Scott  pi  ys  the  letdin«  p<rt,  in  this  lilm,  with 
Cameron  Carr,  as  th  ■  po  ice  nspector*.  Both  ot 
them  have  rcJor  ncd  in  this  picture,  -n  i  left  vil  ain- 
ous  deeJ-.  tone  f»r  a  time.  Cameron  Cj »rr,  how- 
ever, mikes  un  for  his''  good"  4  t  in  "A 
Rank  Out  id  r,"  another  BROADWEST  racing 
film  So.  in  thi-.  picture  he  v.tars  as  a  vii.ain  ol  the 
deepe  t  <  ye 

Pol  owinti  these  three  productions  is  *  Her 
Penalty,"  an  original  story  t  lliug  of  li  e  in  the 
Austnlian  hush.  St  wait  Rome  has  the  leaning 
p^rt  in  th  s  flun,  a  id  makc>  an  exce.icnt  bac*t- 

n  n  □ 

The  Walturd^w  r«lea  e  list  included  lor  October 
MSt,  ti»e  BROADWEST  film  '  The  Romance  oi  a 
Movie  Stir."  Apart  iro  n  the  exceptional  scenic 
interest  of  tliis  film  (for  it  show  >  .he  manufacture 
ol  a  mot  on  picture)  the  acting  is  oi  toe  hi^h  st 
stand  u  d,  being  can  ied  out.  by  an  all  star  cost*  It 
is  headed  by  Vi  >  el  Hop-»jn.  a-  Va  na  <_ieorj,;<\  the 
movie  sta  ,  w  h  Stewart  Rome,  G  e^ory  Scott, 
Cameron  C  irr.  Mercy  Ha  ton.  and  E.Hott 
in  the oth  r  leading  p  >its.  Such  an  eminent ^ant 
is  --eldom  seen— and  what  is  more,  they  aie  all 
British  Stars. 

n  n  n 

O  i  November  jith  is  eleased  the  BROADWEST 
produc tioo,  "The  Case  of  Lady  Camber."  This 
film  is  amine  the  best  of  Bnti  h  piodu  ions. 
The  -toiy  is  an  mcellent  n  -,  the  act  ng  of  the 
best,  and  the  pho  og  aphv  and  -e  tings  aie 
beyon  1  reproach,  Violet  H  p^on,  and  Siewait 
Rome  play  the  nur&e  and  doctor  itspectiv  >y, 
whilst  G  eRory  Sco  t  and  Mercy  Hut'o.i  app  -ar 
a".  Loid  and  Lady  Camb-r.  It  is  a  British  fil.n 
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If  you  have  been  taking  on  flesh  and  your 
figure  has  become  lost  in  rolls  of  annoying,  dis- 
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AMONG  the  large  number  of  films  released  for  public 
exhibition  eacb  year,  there  are  usually  a  few 
which  leave  a  more  lasting  impression  than  the 
remainder  on  those  who  see  them.  This  fact  may 
rightly  be  regarded  as  a  proof  of  their  quality,  for  it  is 
these  few  pictures  which  members  of  the  public  are 
anxious  to  see  once  again,  even  though  several  months 
or  more  may  have  passed  since  their  first  release. 

We  have,  of  course,  re-issues  of  old  pictures  from 
time  to  time,  but  in  some  cases  it  seems  hard  to  tell 
what  could  have  induced  their  second  exhibition. 
Certainly  there  appears  to  be  no  public  demand  for 
them,  and  their  inclusion  in  the  programme  must 
necessarily  mean  the  crowding  out  of  other  and  better 
films,  whether  old  or  new. 

On  the  other  hand,  queries  often  reach  me  asking 
whether  there  is  any  likelihood  of  an  old  picture 
starring  this  or  that  favourite  being  shown  once  more. 
This  is  never  an  easy  question  to  answer.  It  rests 
with  the  exhibitor.  If  the  requests  for  any  particular 
him  happen  to  be  in  the  majority,  then  the  local 
picture  theatre,  where  such  requests  should  be  sent  to, 
Tnight  find  it  a  good  policy  to  screen  the  picture  in 

It  is  easy,  of  course,  to  understand  the  disappoint- 
ment of  those  who  fail  to  see  their  favourite  film  once 
more,  but  it  is  also  easy  in  certain  cases  to  discover 
the  reason.  There  is  not  much  use  in  desiring  the 
re-issue  of  a  picture,  no  matter  by  whom  it  may  have 
been  produced,  if  nobody  else  seems  eager  for  it. 
Obviously,  the  exhibitor  cannot  please  every  individual 
taste.  He  must  consider  the  limit  to  his  programme 
and  the  release  of  new  pictures.  It  would  be  advisable, 
therefore,  for  those  who  desire  to  see  some  past  screen 
success  to  enlist  first  of  all  the  support  of  their  friends 
and  then  press  their  requests. 



Will  readers  kindly  remember  that  as  this  paper 
goes  to  press  a  considerable  time  before  publica- 
tion, letters  cannot  be  answered  in  the  next  issue  ? 
A  stamped  and  addressed  envelope  must  accom- 
pany any  letter  requiring  an.  early  reply.  Every 
letter  should  give  the  full  name  and  address  of 
the  writer  (not  for  publication),  as  no  anonymous 
communications  can  be  answered.  Address  :  The 
Editor,  "Picture  Show,"  Room  85,  The  Fleetway 
House,  Farringdon  Street.  London,  E.C.4. 

Norma  (New  Jersey). — I  am  glad  to  hear  that  you 
and  your  American  chums  enjoy  reading  this  paper 
each  week.  It  seems  to  be  getting  famous  every- 
where. Many  here  will  no  doubt  envy  you  for 
being  able  to  see  so  many  film  favourites  in  the 
flesh.  Here  are  two  potted  biographies  you  want. 
Charles  Ray  was  born  in  Jacksonville,  Illinois,  in 
1801,  and  is  6  feet  in  height.  His  colouring  is  brown 
hair  and  eyes,  and  his  wife  is  Clara  Grant.  Crcighton 
Hale  is  an  Irishman  bom  in  Cork,  twenty-eight  years 
ago.  He  is  married  to  a  non-professional.  His 
height  is  5  ft.  10  ins.,  with  light  brown  hair  and  blue 

Maud  (Burton-on-Trent). — I  had  to  give  up  count- 
ing the  question  n.arks  in  your  letter,  though  I 
believe  this  will  satisfy  you  all  the  same.  Pronounce 
Sessue  in  two  syllables.  Sorry,  but  Louis  Wiiloughby 
won't  tell  me  just  yet.  Wyndham  Standing  and 
Conway  Tearle  both  began  life  in  the  same  year, 
1880.  Besides  the  one  you  mention,  Conway  has 
appeared  in  "  Stella  Maris,"  "  The  Reason  Why." 
and  "  Virtuous  Wives."  He  was  born  in  New  York, 
but  was  educated  in  this  country.  Hugh  Dabernon 
Stoke  was  Oliver  Loach  in  "  God's  Good  Man." 
Herl>ert  Rawlinson  in  "  Kiss  or  Kill,"  "  A  House 
Divided."  and  "  The  Carter  Case."  \*ou  can  fling 
some  more  at  me  when  you  like. 

Louise  Mauve  (New  Southgate). — So  Elsie  Fer- 
guson's height  puzzles  you,  and  you  can  never  be 
certain  what  it  Is.  The  measurements  as  Riven  fne 
are  5  ft.  0  in.  Your  other  favourite,  Winifred  King- 
ston, is  a  London  girl,  and  has  played  lead  with  Dustin 
Farnum  in  sevcralof  his  plays.  She  has  reddish  hair, 
grey  eyes  and  is  not  more  than  5  ft.  in  height. 

"  Inquisitive  "  (Leamington  Spa). — Shows  what 
a  generous  kid  Wesley  Barry  is  to  have  sent  you  eight 
photos  of  himself  all  signed  in  his  best  manner  in 
reply  to  your  letter.  Y'es.  it  is  true,  alas,  about  poor 
Bobby  Harron's  death !  Sidney  Wood  has  played  for 
Harma.  Ideal,  and  Samuelson.  He  was  born  in  1008, 
and  Her  Benny,"  "  The  Ever-Open  Door,"  and 
"  The  Warrior  Strain  "  are  his  picture*. 

N.  M.  S.  (Belsize  Grove). — If  you  haven't  ere  this 
had  a  reply  from  Douglas  Fairbanks,  there  would 
be  no  harm  in  your  writing  to  him  again.  Doug: 
doesn't  disappoint  anyone  if  he  can  help  it.  Some 
of  Kathleen  Kirkbam's  films  are  The  Beloved 
( 'heater,"  "  The  Beauty  Market,"  "  The  Master 
Man,"  and  "  The  Third  Kiss." 

J.  B.  (Lichfield). — As  far  as  I  know  at  present 
Alice  Brady's  is  that  artiste's  real  name,  and  her 
married  name  is  Mrs.  James  Crane.  Her  height  is 
5  ft.  7  in.,  and  she  was  born  in  New  York  City  twenty- 
three  years  ago.  Colouring — brown  hair  and  eyes. 
A  few  films  in  which  she  has  starred  are  "  Her  Great 
Chance,"  "  The  Death  Dance,"  "  Her  Silent  Sacri- 
fice," "  The  Ordeal  of  Rosetta,"  and  "  Redhead." 
Sorry,  J.  B.,  but  I  have  no  photos  of  her  to  send  you. 

"  White  Heather  "  (Abertillery). — I  believe.  I 
have  heard  from  your  town  before.  "  Quite  a  number 
of  readers,  of  course,  are  answered  by  post.  The 
late  Olive  Thomas  was  born  in  Charleroi,  Pa.,  and 
Jack  Pickford.  who  is  twenty-fonr,  was  born  in 
Toronto,  Canada.  The  star  who  shone  with  sncli 
brilliance  in  "  Blackie's  Redemption  "  was  Bert  Lytcll. 
Weil,  you  haven't  been  terribly  inquisitive  so  far. 

"  Pes  "  (Wolverhampton). — Mary  Hay,  whom 
Richard  Barthelmess  "married,  is  otherwise  known 
as  Mary  Hay  Caldwell.  Here  is  something  about 
Conrad  Nigel,  as  requested.  He  is  the  husband  of 
Ruth  Helms,  and  stands  6  ft.  high.  He  was  born  in 
Des  Moines,  Iowa,  fn  1800.  Forever  After  "  and 
"  Little  Women  "  are  two  of  his  pictures.  .. 

Gaby  (Paris). — I  had  to  brush  up  my  knowledge 
of  French  when  your  letter  arrived.  Mary  MacLcan, 
who  played  in  "  Marriage  Beyond  the  Tomb,"  is  a 
Universal  artiste.  No,  Wallace  Reid  is  American, 
not  English,  and  his  wife  is  Dorothy  Davenport. 
You  can  write  to  him  through  the  office  of  this  paper. 
Thanks  very  much  for  all  the  nice  things  you  say. 
I  am  giad  you  like  the  Picture  Show. 

Anita  (Cheadle). — I  am  afraid  Jack  Armstrong 
must  be  very  shy.  Anyway,  he  is  keeping  well  iu 
the  background  so  far  as  personal  information  is 
concerned.  Ben  Wilson  and  Neva  Gerber  were  the 
leads  in  "  The  Mystery  Ship."  Marie  Walcamp  was 
the  heroine  in  "  The  Moon-Child." 

Anthony  (Barrv). — George  Walsh  was  born  on 
March  16th,  1802,  and  Antonio  Moreno  in  1388. 
The  latter,  however,  does,  not  tell  us  his  birthday. 

Gladys  (Earlsfleld)  and  J.  A.  (Ramsey).— Fran- 
celia  Billington  was  in  "  The  Masked  Heart  "  with 
William  Russell.  In  "  The  Four  Shadows  "  the 
names  given  are  Rene  Navarre,  M.  Da  vert,  and 
Suzanne  Linker. 

"Gyp"  (Calcutta). — I  know  you  have  written 
before,  and  I  do  not  regard  yon  as  a  pest  at  all.  You 
are  quite  welcome.  But  remember  your  real  name 
should  be  given  in  every  letter.  You  ask  me  to  make 
inquiries  about  the  Picture  Shows  you  have  not 
had,  bnt  how  could  I,  with  the  insufficient  address 
you  gave,  no  name,  and  no  information  whether 
you  are  a  subscriber  or  otherwise.  You  must  let 
me  know  fully.  I  am  very  sorry,  but  I  cannot  spare 
the  space  to  publish  any  photos  of  dead  artistes, 
however  papular  they  were.  Y'ou  have  no  idea  of 
the  numerous  requests  I  receive  about  those  who  arc 
still  in  the  land  of  the  living. 

"  Hukble  "  (Bombay). — Thanks  for  your  and 
your  friend's  subscriptions.  'In  answer  to  your  ques- 
tion, there  is  no  limit  to  the  number  of  letters  you  can 
send  through  the  office  of  this  paper.  So  now  yon  can 
both  get  busy. 

"Henry"  (Warwick).— You  mint  blame  the 
size  of  my  mail-bag.  Olive  Tell  was  born  in  New 
Y'ork,  but  when  she  won't  tell — just  yet,  at  any  rate. 
I  note  you  like  our  art  plates  the  best,  and  the 
coloured  ones  especially.  Other  information  will 
be  given  when  made  known. 

Josephine  (South  Shields). — For  sixteen,  your 
thirst  for  knowledge  is  simply  staggering.  Three 
foolscap  sheets  all  full  of  question  marks  !  Alas, 
etiild,  my  space  is  limited !  Y'es,  Mae  Marsh  was  in 
"  Miss  Misunderstood."  Madge  Evans  is  eleven. 
Tom  Moore  was  born  in  1885,  and  is  not  married  at 
the  moment.  Alma  Reubens  was  the  heroine  in 
"The  Answer"  and  Jane  Novak  in  "The  Claws." 
Come  again. 

"  Myra  "  (Liverpool). — Whatever  you  saw  about 
Pearl  White  In  previous  issues  of  this  paper  was  quite 
correct.  But  no  definite  news  has  lieen  received  to 
the  effect  that  she  Is  married  to  Wallace  McCntehcon 
thus  confirming  the  rumours  you  have  heard.  Ethel 
Grcv  Torrv.  who  played  in  "  The  Carter  Case."  was 
born  in  Oakland,  California.  Her  height  is  5ft.  Cin., 
and  she  has  brown  hair  and  grey  eyes.  She  »lm> 
played  in  "  The  Sign  of  the  Cross,"  "  Arseue  Lupin," 
and  "  Greater  Than  Love." 

S.  E.  R.  (Wakefield). — So  you  don't  mean  to  let  ma 
be  idle.  Well,  work  may  be  made  a  tonic  or  a 
poison,  but  I  shan't  let  it  kill  me,  though  I  take  1  < : 
doses  of  it.  Ann  Little  has  dark  hair  and  brown  eye*. 
She  was  born  in  Slsson,  California,  twenty-six  years 
ago.  Gloria  Swanson  was  born  in  Chicago,  HllnoK 
and  has  reddish  brown  hair  and  blue  eyes.  Eni  I 
Bennett  has  light  hair  and  blue  eyes.  Born  n  Y'ork, 
Australia.  Pauline  Frederick's  colouring  Is  dark 
brown  hair  and  blue  eyes.  Age.  thirty-four,  ami 
birthplace,  Boston,  Mass.  Jack  Hoxie  Is  thirty,  and 
was  norn  in  Oklahoma.  Thomas  Meighan,  liorn 
thirtv-two  years  ago  in  Pittsburg.  Pa.,  has  black  hair 
ai  d  br  >wn  eyes. 

Pic  turf:  Show, 

2. J 

M.  K.  (Cairo).— See  the  Picture  Show  dated  July 
•24th.  The  tllm  you  mention  has  not  been  shown  hero 
; i  s  \ct.  There  are  doubtless  other  Japanese  screen 
actors,  hut  none  so  well-known  as  Scssue  Hayakawa. 

"  Kktty  "  (Eastcote). — Your  newsagent  will  be 
able  to  tell  you.  I  have  not  heard  that  tho  Mac- 
Allisters  or  the  Lees  you  mention  are  related.  Oppo- 
site Constance  Talmadge  In  "The  Lesson  "  was  Tom 
Moore,  in  "  The  Shuttle."  Albert  Roscoc  was  her 
leading  man,  while  Harrison  Ford  was  with  her  in 
"  Who  Cores  ?  " 

'•  Blue  Eves  (Johnstone). — Manora  Thew  and 
Haytord  Hobbs  were  in  "  The  Man  and  the  Moment." 
Eddie  Lyons  is  thirty-three,  and  his  famous  partner 
of  the  screen,  Lee  Moran,  is  two  years  younger. 
Frank  Kccnan,  not  W.  S.  Hart,  was  in  "  The  Ruler  of 
the  Koad."  Sorry,  I  don't  know  who  in  filmland  was 
born  on  the  same  date  as  you.  Several  artistes  do  not 
give  their  birthdays. 

Maud  "  (Norwich). — What  were  the  questions 
you  asked  me  before.?  I  really  don't  remember  them. 
However,  in  reply  to  yours  before  me  now,  Lina 
Cavalier!  was  the  star  in  "  The  Woman  of  Impulse." 

"  Man-Hater  At  Twenty-one  "  (Ware). — Ah, 
my  dear  young  lady  you  will  change  your  mind 
before  you  are  much  older.  So  be- Ware  !  1  can 
settle  the  little  argument  you  have  had  by  saying 

that  Mary  Pickford  did  not  play  In  "  Painted  Lips." 
C.  W.  Mason  was  in  "  Hard  Boiled,"  and  J.  Barney 
Sherry  in  "  The  Secret  Code."  The  leads  in  "  Temp- 
tation "  were  played  by  (Jcraldine  Farrar  and  Wallace 

"  Jerry  "  (Worcester). — I  presume  you  want  no 
sauce  since  you  ask  for  a  "  very  nice  answer."  This 
is  as  nice  as  I  can  make  It.  Stewart  Rome  does  not 
say  whether  he  was  ever  a  bank  clerk  in  your  city. 
According  to  his  own  confession  he  took  up  civil 
engineering,  worked  for  a  time  at  Greenwich,  but  soon 
threw  up  his  job  to  go  on  the  stage.  Then  he  went 
out  to  Australia  where  he  had  a  varied  career  before 
returning  to  this  country  to  start  on  the  films.  He 
was  born  in  Newbury,  and  is  not  married.  It  will 
be  better  and  less  disheartening  to  you  to  "  bloom 
unseen  than  to  wander  round  film  studios  wearing 
out  boot  leather. 

"  SYDALO  "  (Brighton). — Glad  you  value  our  art 
plates  so  much.  Everyone  says  that  they  are 
unecmalled.  But  what  suggestion  can  I  offer  you  if 
framing  them  you  find  is  too  expensive,  and  simply 
pinning  them  on  the  wall  makes  them  ditty.  No 
doubt  you  have  thought  of  the  album  idea  already. 
I  must  leavo  you  to  put  on  your  thinking  cap  again, 
unless  some  other  reader  can  solve  the  problem. 
(More  answers  reel  week  ) 

"  FILM  8TAK. — You  are  kindly  requested 
not  to  a»k  for  any  addresses  by  post,  owing  to  the 
large  number  of  other  queries  that  have  to  be 
answered.  If  you  wish  to  communicate  at  once 
with  any  artiste  not  named  below,  write  your 
letter,  putting-  Hie  name  ol  the  star  on  tlio 
envelope,  and  enclose  it  with  a  loose  lid.  -tamp  to 
the  Editor,  The  Picti  rb  Show,  Room  85.  The 
Fleetway  House,  Karringdon  Street,  London, 
E.C.4.,  and  it  will  be  forwarded  by  the  next  mail. 
If  the  letter  weighs  more  than  1  oz.  it  will  require 
an  additional  Id.  .-.tamp  for  each  extra  ounce.  BD  a 
letters  cannot  be  specially  acknowledged  by  tho 
Editor.  Kememhcr  always,  when  writing  to  artistes, 
to  give  your  full  name  atid  address,  including  the 
name  of  your  county  and  country,  and  mention  the 
Picture  Show  to  ensure  the  safety  of  a  reply.  It 
must  be  understood,  however,  that  we  cannot 
guarantee  that  such  letters  will  be  replied  to. 
Please  keep  these  addresses  for  reference. 

MILTON  SILLS,  care  of  Ooldwyn  Film  Companv, 
Culver  City,  California,  U.S.A. 

MARIE  WALCAMP,  care  of  Universal  Film  Com- 
pany, Universal  City,  California,  U.S.A. 

(More  addresses  next  week.) 

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Mabel  Normand  is  a  great  favourite  with  picturegoers.  She  makes  them  laugh,  but  not  more  heartily  than  she  did  in  her  school- 
days.    If  you  want  to  read  her  adventures  at  Carston  House  School,  get  a  copy  of  the  "Girls'  Cinema,"  Out  To-morrow— you 

will  never  regret  the  Twopence  you  spent  on  this  splendid  paper  for  girls.  [.Photo:  Mclboitrm  Spun.] 


Picture  Show,  Xovcmber  20(/i,  1920. 

The  Charm 
of  Icilma 

This  charm  is  just  the  simple  fact 
that  Icilma  Cream  does  all  and 
even  more  than  we  claim. 

It  is  delightfully  foamy,  dcliciously 
'ragrant  and  absolutory  ncn  greasy — 
quite  different  from  anything  else. 

If  used  regularly  your  reward  will  be  not 
only  a  comple.\ion  of  child-like  purity  but 
your  arms,  hands,  neck  and  shoulders 

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AMERICA  lias  not  the  monopoly  of  screen 
comediennes.  Here  is  Jacky  Atkinson, 
whom  we  are  shortly  to  see  as  the  village 
idiot  in  a  coming  British  photo-play.  Jacky  is 
no  idiot  when  it  comes  to  choosing  honks  to 
road  and  enjoy.  But  you  have  found  this  nut 
for  yourself,  by  one  glance  at  the  nho\e  snap 
of  her,  Jacky  reads  the  Picture  Show. 
— — 

Your  Request  Answered. 

YOU  wi!l  have  noticed  by  now  that  your 
insistent  demands  for  new3  of  Briti>!i 
players  has  been  met  by  your  favourite 
paper.  The  Plenum-:  .Snow  has  now  a  special 
British  correspondent,  in  the  person  of  Edith 
Nepean,  a  New  York,  correspondent  in  Louella  (). 
Parsons,  and  a  Los  Angeles  correspondent  in  S.  F. 
Jacobs,  as  well  as  your  own  Pay  Filiner,  so  from 
now  on  you  will  get  all  the  gossip  and  information 
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— ■»-♦  — 
My  Heartfelt  Thanks. 

I WANT  to  particularly  thank  the  render-, 
'of  the  Picture  Show  who  followed  my 
request  and  have  become  subscribers  to  my 
own  little  cinema  paper  the  "Girls'  Cineim." 
Judging  by  the  letters  I  have  received  they  are 
very  many,  and  I  have  not  disappointed  them. 
In  fact,  I  am  flattered  to  think  I  have  pleased 
them.  May  I  give  a  last  word  of  appeal  to  any 
reader  who  has  not  yet  °een  a  copy  to  buy  ono 
to-morrow,  when  No.  6  will  be  out  ! 

Among  other  fine  things  I  hove  gathered 
together  for  this  issue,  I  may  mention  :  James 
Knight  edits  a  page  in  which  he  tells  us  why  he 
is  "Afraid  of  Girls";  well  illustrated  pen 
pictures  of  Chrissie  White  and  Henry  Edwards  ; 
a  letter  from  Gregory  Scott  to  the  up-to-date  girl ; 
long  complete  story,  and  all  the  usual  features. 

By  the  Author  of  "  Destiny." 

OUR  Editor  has  asked  me  to  tell  you  that  in 
next  week's  issue  of  the  Picture  Show 
will  begin  a  splendid  new  serial  entitled 
"  Manacled  by  Money."  When  I  tell  you  this 
story  is  thought  by  the  author  to  in  the  best 
yet  from  her  pen.  and  that  it  is  written  by  the 
author  of  "  The  Silent  Dupe"  and  "Destiny," 
I  know  you  will  welcome  the  news. 

"  The  Wonder  Man  "  at  the  White  House. 

I HAVE  ju?t  heard  that  the  film  version  of 
"The   Wonder   Man,"   in  which  Georces 
Carpcntier  plays  the  hero  part,  the  story 
that  is  now  appearing  in  this  paper.  h;.s  been 
sliown  to  President  Woo-.'lrow  Wilson,  at  the 
White  House. 

— — 
Who  Had  Got  Who  ? 

DURING  the  filming  of  'Suds,"  Mi'-  coming 
Mary  Pickford  photo-play,  about  a 
hundred  cats  had  to  be  used  in  one  ?cene. 
One  black  Tom-cat,  of  unusual  promise.  was 
selected  to  do  a  special  bit  of  acting,  but  just  at 
the  critical  moment  he  broke  loose,  and  clis- 
appeared  in  a  tiny  space  between  the  sets. 
The  director,  who  had  written  the  scene  for 

Prx&yyrapris  anJ.  Paragraph.*  c?  Picture/.  Plays  and  Playerv* 

Mr.  Tom  Cat.  rushed  to  the  spot,  and  turns) 
his  arm  into  the  crevice,  where  Tom  was  hiding, 
then — let  out  a  real  yell  ! 

"  Got  liitn  ?  "  inquired  the  camera  man. 

"  Lor',  no  !  "  whs  'the  painful  response. 
"  He's  got  me  !  " 

He  Didn't  Escape. 

WESLEY  BARRY  w  is  delight  id  the  other 
day,  when  he  was  told  that  he  was  to 
ac-ompa  iv  the  players  of  his  company, 
who  were  going  away  for  scenes  into  the  country, 
especially  when  he  heard  that  his  teacher  would 
remain  behind. 

Jlis  joy  was  great.  He  had  visions  of  no  more 
lesions  for  four  weeks.  But  when  Wes.  got  out. 
o:  t he  train,  the  first  person  he  saw  was  a  young 
lady  with  some  books  under  her  arm. 

'  I  am  your  new  teacher  for  the  time  you  are 
here."  she  said  ;  and  Wesley  says  she  was  even 
stricter  than  the  one  at  home. 

— — 

D.  W.  Griffith's  Plans. 

IT  is  rumoured  that  David  W.  Griffith  is 
finding  production  of  motion  pictures  in 
New  York  too  expensive,  and  the  latest, 
news  is  that  he  is  going  to  Southern  California 
to  build  a  studio,  and  there  make  the  most 
ambitious  phpto-p'.ny  of  his  career-  This  is  to 
have  Abraham  Lincoln  as  its  central  character. 

Mildred's  Accomplishment. 

MILDRED  DAVIS  is  much  liked  in  the  film 
colony.  She  is  a  great  home  lover,  and 
■  delights  in  making  old-fashioned  rag 
rugs  out  of  old  pieces  of  silk,  an  art  taught 
her  when  a  child  by  her  Quaker  grandmother. 
All  her  friends  have  received  these  acceptable 
gifts. at  Christmas  or  on  their  birthdays. 

If  yen  could  peep  into  Mildred's  boudoir  you 
would  scq  many  of  them  in  service  on  the  floor. 

No  Wonder  Jack  is  Indignant. 

JACK  CONWAY  is  a  very  indignant  man 
these  days.  He  h?is  been  accused  of  curling 
his  hair.  Jack  indignantly  denies  this, 
claiming  that  hi*  hair  is  naturally  curly,  and 
that  even  as  an  actor  he  would  not  resort  to 
such  artifices. 

He  is  now  acting  the  role  of  William  Sanborn 
in  a  virile  photo-play,  entitled  '  The  Killer." 
His  director  says  that  ho  cannot  conjure  up  a 
funnier  vision  than  that  of  the  handsome, 
athletic  young  herb  of  "  The  Killer,"  retiring  to 
bed  with  his  hair  in  curling-paper.. 

When  Bob  McKim  Dies. 

ROBERT  MeKIM  was  caught  the  other 
day  buying  a  picture  frame.  It  now 
hangs  in  his  studv,  and  contains  a  letter 

from  a  newspaper  criiic,  for  Mr.  McKim  sayi  ij 
is  the  best  compliment  he  lias  ever  receivo'l 
One  paragraph  reads  ; 

"  Every  time  I  see  you  pass  out  of  a  picture^ 
down'd  by  the  hero  in  the  final  round,  1  feel 
like  applauding,  not  because  wo  an  rid  of  th  > 
villein,  but  with  something  of  the  feeling  with 
which  one  applauds  an  old  tragedian  of  the  ol  I 
Stage  days  doing  a  classic  flop  to  tlio  board* 
You  build  up  something  powerful  in  a  pul.ii.- 
play  that  one  misses  as  soon  as  you  pass  out. 
As  1  heard  someone  :ay  at.  one  of  \oiir  |>a:.ur<M 
the  other  day:  'Picture's  over,  Ho!>  MrKim's 
dead.     Let 'a  go  !  '  " 

Bananas— and  His  Arm. 

TOD   SLOAN,   the   famous  jockey,  who 
playing  in  a  coming  film,  cut  it  led  '  Th" 
Spender,"   seems   to  have  an  uncanny 
influence  over  horses. 

The  other  day  he  demonstrated  his  skill, 
when  he  subdued  a  very  nervous  horse,  win 
had  just  thrown  one  of  the  picture  cowboys. 

One  of  the  cowboys  made  a  bet  that 
could  ride  any  of  the  worst  bronchos  in  Chey- 
enne. He  told  how  Tod  made  his  horse  sat  a 
banana,  and  added  :  "The  only  other  irreg'hir 
diet  I've  ever  seen  that  horse  take  uni  a  btia 
of  my  arm  !  " 

Another  Royal  Compliment. 

1IIE  Hepworth  Picture  Plays.  Ltd..  have 
received  another  Royai  compliment. 
You  will  remember  that  Cecil  Hepworth' -i 
comedy,  "All's  Button,"  was  shown  lo  tho 
Prince  of  Wales  and  his  staff,  and  that  the 
Prince  sent  a  message  of  hearty  congratulation?. 
Following  this,  comes  the  i  lformation  that, 
"The  City  of  Beautiful  Nonsense"  and  "Tho 
City  on  the  Hill"  were  also  filmed  before  I  In 
Highness  and  staff,  and  regret  was  expresses  I 
that  more  of  such  excellent  British  picluScd 
-had  not  been  shown  abroad. 

Real  Treasure  Hunt. 

AN  interesting  way  of  advertising  the  ('ha 
version  of  "Treasure  Island"  comes 
from  America.  Arousing  the  piratical 
instinct,  which  lies  more  or  le=s  dormant  in 
the  heart  of  every  small  boy  by  the  mention 
of  Long  John,  the  Good  Ship  Haspinola,  tho 
half-witted  Ben  Gunn,  and  all  the  chariniug 
characters  in  the  exciting  story  of  "Treasure 
Island,"  a  piece  of  ground  was  hired,  and  t 
real  treasure  was  buried.  Three  treasure  chests 
were  buried,  containing  vouchers,  convertible 
into  money  or  passes  to  view  the  picture.  A 
chart  of  location  was  provided  to  any  one  on 

Monte  Carlo  Filmed. 

W'HEX  we  see  "  The  Empire  of  Dian.onds." 
a  Pathe  film,  we  shall  see  the.  famous 
Casino  at  Monte  Carlo  on  the  screen. 
For  the  first  time,  it  is  said,  permission  has  been 
granted  to  film  scenes  within  the  gambling 
establishment,  and  these  scenes  were  taken 
when  the  play  was  at  its  heigh;. 

The  Smallest  Foot  in  Filmland. 

MISS  DAISY  BCRREL,  who  will  shortly 
be  seen  in  the  new  boxins:  film,  t-The 
Bride  of  Fancy,"  is  said  to  possess  the 
tiniest  foot  in  filmland.  So  small  are.  her  feet 
that  all  her  shoes  have  to  be  specially  marie 
for  her,  as  she  is,  as  she  explains,  "between 

Mystery  of  Mr.  Bernard  Brown,"  a  coming  Stoll  film 
version  oi  E.  Phillips  Oppenheim's  famous  noveL 

Talmadges  Coming  Back. 

NORMA,  Constance,  and  Natalie  Taltnarl^e 
are  now  back,  hard  at  work  after  their 
two  months  holiday.  They  are  moat 
enthusiastic  about  their  trip,  and  have  planned 
another  for  next  year,  when  they  mean  not  only 
to  return  to  England,  France,  Italy,  and  Spain, 
but  to  visit  Japan  well 

Picture  SIiow,  Xotmhcr  20f/<,  1920. 

"PICTURE SHOW" CHAT.  (C^y3,f flW 

Alice  Joyce  as  Cousin  Kate. 

AS  you  luiow,  "  Cousin  Kate  "  was  an  enor- 
mous stage  success.    We  are  now  to  see 
it  on  the  screen  with  Alice  Joyce  as 
Cousin  Kate. 

Adventure,"  in  which  frhe  star  repeatedly  took 
chances  of  both  life  and  limb  in  his  desperate 


MILDRED  DAVIS  has  just  had  two  new  pets 
sent  to  her,  and  has  christened  them 
.    "  Screech  "  and  "  Scream  "  respectively. 
Their  names  are  appropriate,  as  they  are  two 
East  Indian  paraqueets. 

Left  £6,000. 

OLIVE  THOMAS  PTCKFORD,  the  popular 
little  star  who  died  in  Paris,  lias  left  no 
*  will.    She  has  left  personal  property  to 
the  value  of  about  six  thousand  pounds. 

The  latest  film  in  which  she  appeared  was 
"  Everybody's  Sweetheart."  This  is  now 
showing  in  America,  and  we  are  to  see  it  over 
here  shortly. 

A  Two-Months'  Job.  . 

WHEN  you  see  "  Earthbound,"  the  Goldwyn 
sensationally  successful  photo-play,  re- 
member there  is  one  man,  who  is  not 
mentioned  in  connection  with  the  film,  who 
deserves  a  great  deal  of  credit.  He  is  named 
Alexander  Troffey,  who  cut  and  edited  the  film 
to  its  present  size.  This  job  kept  Mr.  TroHey 
hard  at  work  for  two  months. 

This  film,  written  by  Basil  King,  is  now  show- 
ing to  record  houses  at  Covent  Garden  Theatre, 
London,  and  will  shortly  be  shown  in  big  houses 
nil  over  the  country.  It  has  a  spiritualistic 

Johnny's  Latest  Catch. 

TWO  turtles  have  found  a  home  in  the  big 
water  tank  at  the  Goldwyn  studios. 
These  are  the  property  of  Johnny  Jones, 
having  been  caught  by  him  while  away  making 
Hcenes  for  "  Edgar  the  Explorer,"  the  seventh 
of  the  Booth  Tarkington  series,  which  will  soon 
be  seen  over  here. 

Charles  Hutchison  Injured. 

CHARLES  HUTCHISON,  who,  as  you  know, 
is  one  of  the  most  daring  actors  who  has 
ever  appeared  before  the  camera,  has  been 
seriously  injured,  while  making  scenes  for  the 
coming  serial  "  The  Double  Adventure." 

With  two  wrists  broken,  both  legs  severely 
lacerated,  and  other  painful,  if  not  serious 
injuries,  Mr.  Hutchison  will  probably  not  return 
tc  the  studios  for  two  months. 

This  is  particularly  unfortunate,  as  Air. 
Hutchison  had  almost  completed  "  The  Double 

Three  Hundred  Hats. 

IT  has  always  been  a  mystery  where  Raymond 
I  Hatton  gets  his  wonderful  hats  from  that 
fit  so  well  with  the  characters  he  portrays. 
He  tells  me  he  had  three  hundred,  some  he 
stole,  some  he  found  at  pawnshops,  he  picked 
two  out  of  the  gutter,  and  designed  the  others 


In  the  picture,  "  The  Bondage  of  Barbara," 
featuring  Mae  Marsh,  Jack — the  employer's 
son — is  seen  threatening  Tony.  They  are  all 
^n  a  room,  and  Jack  is  wearing  a  straw  hat. 
They  turn  the  gas  off,  and  the  scene  changes  to 
the  passage  outside,  and  there  Jack  is  wearing 
a  large  cap. — 5s.  awarded  to  S.  W.  Norman, 
79,  Talfourd  Road,  Peckham,  S.E.15. 

— :0: — ■ 

A  couple  in  "  His  Bridal  Night  "  go  for  their 
honeymoon  to  Billy  Barlow's  bungalow,  but 
scenes  in  the  "  bungalow  "  show  a  flight  of 
stairs  leading  to  bedrooms  above. — 5s.  awarded 
to  J.  Nicholas,  36,  Cornford  Grove,  Balham, 

—  :o:— 

In  Douglas  Fairbanks  picture,  "  Say,  Young 
Fellow,"  Douglas  on  entering  the  train  is  hatless 
and  empty-handed,  and  yet  when  we  see  him 
get  off  the  train  he  has  a  cap  and  two  suit- 
cases.— 5s.  awarded  to  Barbara  Tennant, 
22,  Rock  Mount  South,  Old  Swan,  Liverpool. 
— :o: — 

In  "  The  Conqueror,"  featuring  William 
Farnum,  the  period  was  early  Victorian,  yet 
in  the  background  stood  an  up-to-date  motor- 
car.— 5s.  awarded  to  Belle  Reeves,  27,  Culverden 
Road,  Balham,  S.W.12. 

— :o: — . 

In  "  Exile,"  featuring  Mrae.  Petrova,  the 
villain,  Perez,  was  conversing  with  his  wife. 
He  extended  his  hand  towards  her.  A  "  close- 
up  "  was  shown  of  his  wife,  and  the  villain's 
hand  was  also  shown.  It  was  his  right  hand. 
When  tho  camera  flashed  back  to  the  scene 
the  villain  was  withdrawing  his  left  hand.-^- 
5s.  awarded  to  Miss  Martha  Troland,  2,  Frederick 
Place,  Belfast. 

Five  Shillings  will  be  awarded  to  the  sender  of 
every  "  Fault "  published  in  the  PICTURE 
SHOW.  If  we  receive  the  same  "  Fault  "  from 
two  readers,  and  we  think  it  worthy  ol  a  prize, 
this  will  be  given  to  the  one  which  reaches  us 
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Notes  and  News  From  America. 
An  Electric  Shock. 

MADAME  PETROVA  leaves  for  the  middle 
west  this  week  to  fulfil  a  vaudevillo 
engagement.  She  had  just  time  to  spend 
a  week  at  her  country  place  in  Great  Ne.ek 
beforo  starting  on  her  tour.  Damo  Nature 
arranged  a  little  surprise  party  for  her  in  tho 
way  of  a  bolt  of  electricity.  It  struck  the 
chimney,  came  dancing  down  through  the  fire- 
place, lighted  on  a  choice  statue  of  Psyche,  and 
darted  backwards  to  the  birdcage.  Psyche 
was  broken  into  fragments,  but  the  little  bird 
was  only  overturned  in  his  cage  and  badly  shocked. 

As  for  coming  back  to  Merrie  England, 
inadame  hopes  to  make  that  possible  one  of 
these  days.  She  had  several  interesting  offers 
to  make  pictures,'  and  if  she  should  decide  to 
sign  such  a  contract  after  her  theatrical  season 
closes — well,  who  knows  ?  she  may  take  a  trip 
across  the  sea.  If  she  doe?,  I  hope  I  may  come 
with  her — beautiful  England  and  its  charming 
people  is  one  thing  in  the  world  that  measures 
up  to  expectation. 

Charles  Chaplin  a  Recluse.  . 

POSSIBLY  the  most  difficult  man  to  oee  at 
the  present  time,  not  excepting  President 
Wilson,  is  Charles  Spenser  Chaplin.  He 
has  retired  into  his  shell,  and  absolutely  refuses 
to  venture  forth  or  submit  to  an  interview  of 
any  kind.  This  attitude  on  the  part  of  the 
comedian  is  caused  by  the  recent  trouble  with 
his  wife,  Mildred  Harris  Chaplin.  Mrs.  Chaplin, 
in  a  series  of  interviews,  told  of  her  famous 
husband's  penurious  habits,  Keing  quoted  as 
saying  she  couldn't  extract  a  cent  from  him 
with  a  vacuum  cleaner. 

Mr.  Chaplin  has  taken  these  newspaper 
stories  to  heart,  and  spends  his  iife  dodgin;; 
newspsfper  reporters.  A  mutual  friend  called 
on  him  in  his  apartment  in  the  Ritz,  and  found 
him  with  an  old  violin,  pleying  an  assortment 
of  classics  such  as  one  could  imagine  Kubelik 
or  any  of  tho  masters  choosing.  Another  time, 
he  found  Charlie  deep  in  Macanlay's  "  History 
of  England."  This  led  to  the  rumour  Charlie 
had  sailed  for  England,  and  was  going  to  visit 
his  mother.  He  was  even  said  to  have  sailed 
on  the  Olympic,  but  up  to  yesterday  he  had  not 
ieft  New  York. 

Dennis  O'Brien  to  Spread  the  Word. 

DENNIS  O'BRIEN,  whose  ollicial  capacity 
as  general  council  of  the  United  Artists' 
Company,  and  pcrxonnl  attorney  for 
Mary  Pickford  and  Douglas  Fairbanks,  gives 
him  prestige,  has  sailed  for  London.  His 
mission  is  to  r.rrango  for  tho  distribution 
of  tho  Fairbanks,  Pickford,  and  Griffith  pro- 
ductions. He  hopes  to  overconio  the  difficulties 
of  delayed  release  dates,  and  has  several  plans 
up  his  sleeve.  Louella  O.  Parsons. 

A  thrilling  scene  in  the  coming  photo-play  "  Dust  of  Desire,"  in  which 
BETTY  BLYTHE  wears  this  wonderful  negligee. 

VIRGINIA  HAMMOND  in  the  Hay- 
ward  production  "The  Battle." 

LOUISE  HUFF  in  a  heart-breaking  scene  in  the 
coming  pboto-play  "  False  Pretences." 

Picture  Show,  yorrmbt  r  Wt/i,  1920. 



Two  great  stars  who  are  acting  for  Robertson  Cole  :  MAE  MARSH,  who 
will  soon  be  seen  in  "  The  Girl  who  Lived  in  the  Woods  "  ;  and  OTIS 
SKINNER,  who  appears  as  Hajj  in  "  Kismet." 

LUCILLE  RICKSEN,  the  little  Goldwyn  player,  who  will  appear  in  the  "Edgar" 
series,  pretends  that  her  dolls  are  film  stars,  and  they  all  have  to  be  "  made  up  "  ia 
the  orthodox  style. 

The  newest  Christie  Comedy  sport  is  water  tennis,  and  here  you  see  four  of  the  artistes  playing  a  mixed  double.  This  game  must  be  delightful  in  sunny  California,  but  over 
here  We  shall  probably  prefer  to  keep  to  the  lawn  or  hard  court.    TJgh  !  in  our  climate  we  would  get  rather  chilly  standing  in  the  water  waiting  for  a  shot  to  come  oar  way. 

Braioj  ! 

The  company  tries  to  think  of  a  funny  "  stunt  "  for  the  film,  "  The  Farmerette. 
HENRY  is  seen  seated  on  the  table. 


EDDIE  POLO  and  PANSY  PORTER,  who  appear  in  ths 
Universal  production  "  Circus  Life." 

Picture  Show,  yovcmbcr  20t/i,  1920. 

Read  This  First. 

MR.  ROBERT  STONER,  partner'  in  a  firm 
supplying  France  with  military  equipment, 
introduces  to  the  Potomac  Club  Henri  D'Alour, 
who  falls  in  love  with  his  daughter  Dorothy.  Gardner, 
agent  of  the  firm  and  bully  of  the  club,  invites 
D'Alour  to  box  and  behaves  in  a  very  unsportsman- 
like way.  Next  day  news  comes-  that  Stoner's  chief 
clerk,  Granger,  lias  been  murdered.  The  only  motive 
appears  to  be  some  contracts  of  Gardner's.  Suspicion 
falls  on  D'Alour. 

The  Reception. 

MR.  STONER  was  a  man  who  prided  him- 
self on  being  able  to  judge  a  man  by  his 
face,  and  without  flattering  himself  he 
could  honestly  say  that  in  the  course  of  a  long 
business  career  in  which  he  had  been  constantly 
called  upon  to  exercise  this  gift,  he  had  made 
few  mistakes. 

But  he  was  a  little  concerned  about  his 
judgment  of  D'Alour,  after  the  remarks  passed 
by  Alan  Gardner  and  his  partner,  Steven. 
Also  he  had  not  been  blind  to  the  fact  that 
Detective  Monro  clearly  suspected  D'Alour. 
In  fact,  the  detective,  though  he  had  not  said, 
much,  had  clearly  shown  by  his  actions  that  he 
was  only  biding  his  time  to  arrest  the  Frenchman. 

Behind  his  natural  anxiety  that  a  man  he  had 
introduced  to  the  Potomac  Club  should  prove 
worthy  of  his  trust,  was  the  thought  that  his 
daughter,  Dorothy,  was  as  much  in  love  with 
D'Alour  as  the  Frenchman  was  with  her. 

Robert  E.  Stoner  gave  himself  an  hour  in  his 
study  to  think  put  things,  and  at  the  end  of  that 
time  he  came  to  a  definite  conclusion. 
And  tha'  conclusion  was  this. 
Although  circumstances  seemed  to  be  against 
D'Alour,  he  still  believed  in  the  young  man. 

Having  settled  the  matter  to  his  own  satis- 
faction, Mr.  Stoner  dismissed  it  from  his  mind, 
with  the  parting  reflection  that  whoever  had 
made  the  attempt  to  get  at  the  contracts,  the 
fact  remained  that  they  were  still  in  his  private 

Then  Mr.  Stoner  began  to  get  busy  on  the 
reception  he  was  holding  that  night.  For 
certain  reasons  he  wished  the  reception  to  rank 
as  one  of  the  most  successful  ever  held  by  a 
member  of  the  Potomac  Club. 

Ho  worked  all  tlio  day  with  the  assistance  of 
his  wife  and  Dorothy,  and  when  he  took  a  final 
survey  of  his  mansion  before  the  guests  were  duo 
to  arrive,  he  confessed  himself  satisfied,  and 
Robert  E.  Stoner  was  a  bard  man  to  please  in 
theso  matters. 

Among  the  first  arrivals  was  Henri  D'Alour 
and  had  Stoner  listened  to  the  conversation 
between  the  Frenchman  and  his  own  butler,  he 
would  have  thought  that  the  suspicions  of 
Gardner  and  Stevens  were  wefl  founded. 

As  the  butler  took  D'Alour's  coat,  he  whis- 
pered :    "  Gardner  is  here.    Be  careful  !  " 

"What  influence  has  Gardner?  Does  he 
suspect  anything  ?  "  said  D'Alour,  in  a  low  tone. 

Before  the  butler  could  reply,  other  guests 
arrived,  and  D'Alour,  with  a  pleasant  smile  on 
liis  face  went  to  meet  his  host  and  hostess. 

Stoner  greeted  him  effusively,  but  Mrs.  Stoner 
gave  him  the  most  frigid  bow,  and  then  turned 
away  to  smile  on  the  guest  that  followed  him. 

D'Alour  moved  away,  there  was  not  a  sign  on 
his  face  that  ho  had  noticed  the  polite  snub 
administered  by  Mrs.  Stoner,  but  ho  was 
thinking.  "  That  woman  suspects  me.  I  must 
bo  careful." 

He  found  Dorothy,  but  th*o  girl  seemed  as 
littlo  pleased  to  meet  him  as  her  mother  had 

"  Why  so  cold,  Dorothy  ?  "  asked  D'Alour. 

"  Can  you  ask  when  you  failed  to  keep  your 
appointment  with  mo  yesterday  ?  "  replied  tho 
giil.  "  Wo  American  girls  aro  not  accustomed 
to  being  treated  in  that  manner,  if  it  is  tho 
fashion  in  your  country." 

"  But  I  telephoned  to  you  that  I  had  a  very 

The  Story  tn  winch  Ge< 
the  WorU-F  amous  Boxer,  plays  the  part 
of  Henri  D  Alour  in  the  Ideal  photo-play, 
which  will  shortly  be  shown  in  all  the  lead- 
ing Picture  Houses  in  the  British  Isles. 

important  business  appointment,"  protested  the 
young  man. 

Dorothy  pouted,  and  remained  silent. 

"  You  know  I  love  you,  Dorothy,"  pleaded 
D'Alour.  "  Why  do  you  let  such  a  small  thing 
as  this  come  between  us  ?  " 

Dorothy's  face  brightened,  and  she  was  just 
going  to  acknowledge  that  she  had  been  in  the 
wrong  when  Gardner  came  up. 

He  bowed  politely,  but  there  was  nothing 
friendly  in  his  voice  as  he  tumed  to  D'Alour. 

"  Mrs.  Stoner  sent  me  to  tell  you  she  would 
like  to  see  you,"  ho  said. 

D'Alour  knew  that  Mrs.  Stoner  had  sent  for 
him  merely  to  prevent  him  talking  to  Dorothy, 
but  he  was  obliged  to  obey  the  summons. 

As  soon  as  he  had  gone,  Gardner  turned  to 

"  Since  this  mysterious  Frenchman  has  been 
here  you  have  made  me  play  a  very  poor  second 
fiddle,  Dorothy.  You  know  my  love  for  you  is 
sincere,  and  I  can't  bear  to  see  you  being  fooled 
by  an  impostor  like  D'Alour." 

"  Impostor,"  cried  Dorothy  indignantly. 
"  How  dare  you,  Mr.  Gardner  1  " 

"  I  am  only  expressing  the  opinion  of  prac- 
tically every  member  of  tho  club,"  said  Gardner, 
with  a  shrug.  And  then  he  poured  into  Dorothy's 
unwilling  ears  a  long  story  about  D'Alour.  How 
no  one  knew  whero  he  came  from,  and  how  no 
ono  trusted  hiin  except  her  father,  and  that  he 
was  suspected  of  murdering  Mr.  Stoner's  clerk, 
and  that  he  might  bo  arrested  at  any  moment. 

Dorothy  was  very  indignant  and  defended 
D'Alour  valiantly,  but  at  tho  back  of  her  mind 
there  was  a  worrying  doubt.  She  had  he^rd 
from  another  source  that  D'Alour  had  been  seen 
near  her  father's  ofhco  just  before  tho  murder, 
and  then  he  had  not  kept  his  appointment  with 
her,  an  appointment  that  coincided  with  tho 
time  the  murder  was  committed.  Again, 
though  he  had  made  as  his  excuse  for  not 
meeting  her,  a  business  appointment,  ho  had  not 
told  her  what  that  appointment  wits,  or  where 
lie  had  been. 

But  despite  her  doubts,  Dorothy  attacked 
Gardner  and  defended  D'Alour. 

"You  would  not  dare  to  say  such  things  in 
front  of  him,"  she  said. 

"  Pardon  me,  Dorothy,  but  I  should  be  only 
too  pleased,"  said  Gardner  coolly.  "  I  love  you, 
Dorothy,  and  I  mean  that  you  shall  marry  me." 

Before  tho  girl  had  any  idea  of  his  intention, 
he  had  taken  her  in  his  arms  and  kissed  her. 

"How  dare  you!"  gasped . Dorothy,  as  she 
fought  her  way,  out  of  Gardner's  embrace. 

At  this  moment  D'Alour  came  up.  Ho  had 
seen  what  had  happened,  and  his  face  was  deadly 

His  hands  were  tightly  clenched  at  his  sido 
as  he  faced  Gardner. 

"  Mr.  Gardner  has  been  saying  awfid  things 
about  you,"  said  Dorothy,  "  and  1  dared  him  to 
repeat  them  in  your  presence." 

"  I  shall  be  only  to  happy  to  do  so,"  sneered 
Gardner,  "  though  M.  D'Alour  loiows  perfectly 
well  what  I  mean.  He  cannot  have  been  deaf 
to  what  all  the  club  is  saving." 

Two  bright  rod  spots  burned  in  the  centre  of 
tho  Frenchman's  checks  a?  ho  half-raised  his 
hand.  But  with  a  desperate  effort  he  controlled 

"  If  we  were  not  guests  in  this  house,"  he 

But  a  derisive  laugh  from  Dorothy  stopped  him. 

"  I  hate  a  quitter,"  she  said  contemptuously. 
".Why  don't  you  make  him  eat  his  words?" 
Before  D'Alour  could  stop  her  she  had  moved 
into  the  other  room  without  so  much  as  a  back- 
ward glance. 

Gardner  followed  her  with  a  triumphant 
glance  at  the  Frenchman. 

"-You  know  where  to  find  me  when  you  want 
me,  Mr.  D'Alour  or  whatever  your  name  may 
be,"  he  called  back. 

For  a  moment,  D'Alour  stood  on  his  toes  as  if 
he  would  have  hurled  himself  on  Gardner. 
Then  he  turned  his  back,  and  getting  his  coat 
and  hat  left  the  house. 

"  I  must  steer  clear  of  that  man  for  a  while," 
said  the  Frenchman  to  himself  as  he  walked 
home,  "or  ho  will  ruin  all  my  plans." 

The  Fight. 

BUT  though  D'Alour,  for  some  reason,  did  not 
wish  to  come  in  contact  with  Gardner, 
"at  least,  for  some  time,  the  latter  was 
determined  to  goad  the  Frenchman  to  a  fight. 
His  opportunities  came  tho  next  day. 

It  was  the  day  for  accepting  entries  for  the 
club  boxing  championships  and  there  was  a 
goodly  entry  for  all  classes  except  the  heavy^ 
weight  section,  of  which  Gardner  was  champion. 

No  member  had  put  his  name  down  to  contest 
Gardner's  claims,  and  as  the  champion  walked  up 
and  saw  the  board  he  remarked  in  a  loud  voice  : 
"  What  !  Are  you  fellows  going  to  give  me  a 
walk-over  ?  " 

"  You're  too  good  for  us,  Alan,"  replied  one 
member.  "  There's  only  one  man  who  would 
fftive  any  sort  of  chance  with  you.  D'Alour, 

He  pointed  to  the  Frenchman  w  ho  was  seated 
on  a  settee  reading  a  paper. 

"  That  fellow,"  shouted  Gardner  contemp- 
tuously. "  He's  too  yellow  to  fight.  Even  his 
girl  calls  him  a  quitter." 

There  was  a  dead  silence  for  a  moment,  and 
then  D'Alour  sprang  up  and  faced  Gardner. 
His  eyes  were  blazing  but  his  voico  was  calm  ;  s 
he  spoke. 

"  For  some  reason  you  appear  determined  to 
pick  a  quarrel  with  me.  I  could  not  obligo  you 
last  night,  but  I  can  now.  You  arc  a  liar  and  a 
bully  !  " 

Gardner  raised  her  hands,  and  was  about  to 
strike  the  Frenchman  who  was  already  in  a 
posture  of  defence,  when  the  secretary  of  the 
club  dragged  Gardner  back.  "  We  eaiuiot  allow 
fighting  in  the  smoke-room,"  lie  said.  "  Look 
here  D'Alour.  This  thing  has  gone  too  far  to  bo 
settled  without  a  fight.  Why  don't  you  put 
your  name  down  to  challenge  Gardner,  and  the 
thing  can  be  carried  out  in  a  gentlemanly 
fashion  ?  " 

D'Alour  stepped  up  to  the  board,  and  wrote 
down  his  name. 

"  I  thank  you  for  the  opportunity,"  ho  said  !o 
the  secretary.  Then  with  a  bow  to  the  rest  of 
the  company,  ho  walked  out  of  the  club. 

The  coming  light  was  the  one  topic  of  con- 
versation, not  only  in  tho  club  but  in  tho  town, 
and  heavy  wagers  were  made  on  the  result. 
Both  men  went  into  strict  training,  and  the 
rival  camps  were  watched  closely  by  the  club 

The  general  opinion  was  that  D'Alour  was 
slightly  the  cleverer  boxer,  but  ovcrybody 
seemed  to  doubt  his  gamoness,  and  it  was  this 
fact  that  made  Gardner  a  strong  favourite  i.i 
the  betting. 

Dorothy,  who  had  been  delighted  when  sha 
had  heard  D'Alour  was  going  to  fight  Gardner, 
heard  these  doubts  about  the  oonrnco  of  the 
Frenchman,  nnd  it  was  this  that  prevented  her 
sending  him  a  letter  wishing  him  luck. 

Picture  Show,  November  'AJtli.  19-0. 

"  He  must  first  prove  t lint  he  is  game  and  no 
quitter,"  sho  said  to  herself.  "  1  love  him,  but 
1  will  never  marry  a  coward." 

Had  she  but  known,  it  was  the  lack  of  a  - 
letter  from  the  girl  he  loved  that-  was  likely 
to  loso  D'Alour  the  fight.  When  the  ought 
of  the  fight  arrived  and  she  had  not  even  sent 
a  short  note  to  wish  him  luck,  he  could  only 
i.ssume  that  Dorothy  had  now  no  interest  in 
him  at  all. 

Never  had  there  been  such  a  gathering  at  the 
Potomac  Club.  Over  two  thousand  men  were 
assembled  in  the  big  gymnasium  when  t lie  prin- 
cipals entered  the  ring  for  the  big  fight. 

Gardner  was  the  picture  of  a  thoroughly, 
trained  athlete  as  he  stepped  over  the  ropes, 
and  his  face  was  beaming  with  confidence  as  he 
nodded  to  his  many  friends.  In  striking  con- 
trast was  the  appearance  of  the  Frenchman. 
True,  he  was  beautifully  trained,  and  his 
magnificently  proportioned  body  would  have 
served  as  a  model  for  a  fistic  gladiator.  Hut 
that  was  all  that  could  be  said  about  him.  He 
was  very  pale  and  dejected,  and  there  was  a 
listlessuess  about  his  whole  appearance  that 
suggested  that  bis  heart  was  not  in  the  fight. 

Some  of  Gardner's  friends  wynt  to  D"Alour's 
dressing-room  just  before  they  came  in  and 
ottered  him  as  much  as  five  to  one,  but  he 
wouldn't  back  himself  for  a  cent. 

"He's  a  good  boxer  all  right,  but  he  hasn't 
the  heart  for  a  real  fight." 

The  words  of  the  speaker  were  justified  in  the 
first  round.  From  the  sound  of  tin'  bell  D'Alour 
devoted  all  his  skill  to  getting  away  from  his  oppo- 
nent. He  boxed  like  a  man  who  is  without  hope, 
and  though  he  showed  clever  defence,  he  lacked 
the  necessary  grimness  to  inspire  confidence. 

As  the  men  went  to  their  corners  at  the  end 
of  the  first  round  as  much  as  six  to  one  was 
offered  against  D'Alour.  but  there  were  no  takers. 

While  his  chief  second  was  attending  to  the 
Frenchman,  he  kept  whispering  to  him, 

"Put  some  spirit  into  your  fighting. "  he 
pleaded.  "  It  was  not  in  this  way  that  our 
glorious  soldiers  kept  Verdun  from  the  Hoche. 
But  D'Alour  only  smiled  feebly. 
In  the  second  round  Gardner  tore  into  his 
man,  giving  him  no  rest.  Never  had  the  club 
champion  fought  more  fiercely. 

He  showed  his  contempt  for  the  Frenchman 
by  practically  ignoring  defence,  taking  what  few- 
punches  D'Alour  sent  over  wit  !i  a  mocking  smile. 

"Pretty  stuff,"  he  sneered  in  one  of  the 
clinches,  but  it  don't  hurt  me.  Von  can  box. 
but  you  can't  fight." 

But  though  Gardner  battled  like  a  grizzly 
bear  robbed  of  her  cubs,  he  could  not  land  a 
knock -out  blow  on  D'Alour. 

The  Frenchman's  defence  was  uncanny. 
His  judgment  of  distance  was  superb,  and  he 
moved  in  and  out  with  a  grace  that  reminded 
one  of  a  panther. 

Gardner  was  now  Using  a  hard  left  dig  to  the. 
stomach  and  a  right  hook  to  the  jaw.  but  he 
could  not  get  the  right  home. 

Every  time  he  chanced  his  right  D'Alour 
anticipated  the  blow,  and  with  ever  such  a 
slight  movement  of  the  head,  be  made  the 
glove  slip  past  the  point  of  the  jaw. 

"  That  Frenchman  has  sure  got  it  on  Gardner 
A-hen  it  comes  to  defence."  said  a  veteran  ring"- 
fight  reporter.  "  What  beats  me  is  that  he 
doesn't  attempt  to  hand  a  few  wallops  himself." 

"Too  scared,"  remarked  man  a  at'liis  side. 
"  He  hasn't  got  the  grit  to  make  a  fight  of  it. 
If  he  does  Gardner  will  out  him  quick:" 

"You  talk  like  a  babe  to  a  doll."  remarked 
the  veteran  reporter.  "  I've  seen  every  big 
fight  since  James  J.  Corbett  put  it  over  John  L. 
Hullivan.  and  I  guess  i  can  see  the  yellow  streak 
when  it's  around.  No,  sir,  that  Frenchie's 
not  scared.  If  this  were  not  a  gentleman's 
club  I'd  swear  he  was  doped.  He's  fighting  like 
a  man  in  a  dream." 

"Waiting  to  find  a  soft  blow  that  will  enable 
him  to  go  to  dreamland."  sneered  the  other. 
"  You  can  have  seven  to  one  to  any  amount  if 
you  fancy  that  cur." 

"I've  just  got  five  hundred  that  says  you're 
wrong."  said  the  reporter,  handing  out  a  roll  of 
notes.  "  There's  sure  something  wrong  with 
him,  but  it's  not  fear." 

"Gee!.  What  a  chnnce  for  a  knock-out 
uppereut."  he  muttered  as  Gardner,  rushing  in 
wildly  was  cleverly7  side-stepped  by  D'Alour. 
Having  Gardner's  jaw  simply  asking  for  a  right 
jolt  to  the  point.  Hut  for  some  reason  D'Alour 
did  not  take  advantage  of  the  opening.  The 

round  finished  like  tho  first  had  done.  Gardner 
had  done  all  the  attacking  and  the  only  points 
D'Alour  had  gathered  were  for  defence. 

Henri's  Inspiration, 

THE  third  round  was  a  hummer  from  Hum- 
merville.    Gardner,  net  iim  on  the  advice  of 
his  seconds,  Went  out  for  a  knock-out,  but 
the  slippery  Frenchman  dodged  all  the  hard  ones, 
(hough  he  took  many  which  shook  him  up  con- 

"  Why  don't  you  make  a  fight  of  it,  you  yellow 
quitter  t"  hissed  Gardner. 

For  an  instant  there  came  the  lijrht  of  battle 
in  the  eyes  of  D'Alour,  as  he  shot  out  a  left  to 
the  face  with  the  speed  of  a  snake  striking. 

It  caught  Gardner  full  in  the  mouth,  but 
though  it  rocked  his  head  he  rushed  in  with  a 
hail  of  blows  that  forced  the  Frenchman  to 
the  ropes.  Even  his  marvellous  skill  could  not 
save  D'Alour  from  the  hurricane  attack. 

"  I'll  lay  seven  thousand  to  a  thousand  on 
Gardner,"  said  a  member  quietly,  but  no  ono 
took  it.  for  at  that  moment  D'Alour  went  down. 

"  Gardner's  got  him  !"  shouted  one  man. 

"  Silence  !"  roared  the  chairman  of  the  club. 
The  Potomac,  like  the  famous  National  Sporting 
Club  of  London,  tolerated  no  remarks  between 
the  rounds,  especially  when  one  man  was  on  tho 

Hut  though  no  one  else  spoke,  everybody  was 
saying  the  same  thing  with  their  eyes. 

D'Alour's  hail  that  glassy  appearance  that 
comes  to  a  man  whose  senses  are  leaving  him. 
Hut  tho  instinct  of  the  fighter  came  to  his  aid, 
and  he  struggled  up  at  eight  seconds.  Mechani- 
cally he  smothered,  leaving  no  vital  opening 
for  Gardner  to  get  in  a  knock-out,  and  he  was 
still  on  his  feet  when  the  bell  rang  for  the  end 
of  the  round. 

While  D'Alour's  seconds  were  working  like 
madmen  to  bring  their  man  round,  the  butler 
from  Mr.  Stoner's  mansion  forced  his  way  to 
D'Alour's  corner. 

He  held  out  a  note  to  the  Frenchman's  chief 

"Give  this  to  him.  and  he  will  win,"  he  said. 

"  It  is  one  certain  thing  he  cannot  lose  it  any 
worse  than  he  has  done,"  said  the  second,  as  he 
held  out  tho  note  to  D'Alour. 

The  latter  read  it  and  his  whole  frame  stiffened. 
W  in  for  me. — Dorothy." 

Only  four  words,  but  if  someone  had  given 
I  he  Frenchman  four  bottles  of  the  mythical  Elixir 
of  Life,  he  could  not  have  been  more  changed. 

Gone  was  all  Ins  lethargy  as  he  advanced  at 
the  sound  of  the  bell.  Before  he  had  been  a 
boxing  machine,  almost  faultless  in  the  science 
of  defence,  hut  totally  lacking  the  fighting 
spirit.    Now  he  was  like  a  tiger  after  its  prey 

Gardner  never  remembered  anything  abouS 
that  round.  Ho  saw  two  burning  eyes  set  in  a 
white  face;  a  lithe,  panther-like  body  hurling 
itself  at  him,  then  fell  a  fusillade  of  blo\n 
that  he  never  saw  coming  and  could  make  no 
ut t<  nipt  to  stop. 

Hail  he  been  a  rag  doll  he  could  have  been  in 
more  powerless  against  D'Alour's  attack.  II n 
tried  to  clinch  and  he  tried  to  •smother  up,  but 
D'Alour  literally  punched  out  openings.  Gardner 
went  down  to  a  terrific  right  to  the  jaw.  He 
was  dead  game  and  got  up  at  nine  seconds,  only 
to  be  sent  down  with  a  short  right  to  the  chin 
This  time  he  stayed  down.  The  fight  was  over. 
D'Alour  had  won. 

"  Beckon  I  was  right,"  said  the  veteran  fight 
reporter  as  he  pocketed  his  winnings.  "  I  would 
sure  like  to  know  what  was  in  that  note.  What- 
ever it  was,  it  did  remove  that  dopey  feeling. 
Gee  !  What  a  fighter  when  he  started." 

A  Happy  Ending. 

SO  far  as  his  public  utterances  went,  Mr- 
Stoner  had  always  set  himself  against  tho 
fight,  but  when  he  got  the  result,  his  eyes 
twinkled  and  he  went  to  his  cabinet  and  selected 
a  cigar  that  he  only  smoked  on  special  occasions. 

It  was  strange,  too,  that  he  decided  to  give 
another  reception,  and  that  he  made  a  special 
journey  to  personally  invite  D'Alour. 

There  were  a  tremendous  number  of  guests  and 
D'Alour  and  Dorothy  had  little  opportunity  for 
a  long  talk,  but  the  young  Frenchman  managed 
to  tell  the  girl  the  thing  that  was  nearest  his  heart. 

"  1  love  you  Dorothy,  as  1  have  never  loved 
anyone  before,  and  never  thought  I  could  lo\o 
anyone.    Will  you  marry  me,  dear  ?  " 

I  have  never  loved  anyone  else,"  murmured 
Dorothy.  "Even  when  1  was  angry  with  you 
for  not  making  Gardner  take  back  his  cruel 
words,  I  knew  I  loved  you." 

"  Listen,  dear,"  said  D'Alour  lowering  his 
voice  impressively.  "  There  were  reasons  why 
I  did  not  wish  to  cpiarrel  with  Gardner.  You 
know  now  that  those  reasons  were  not  fear. 
But  the  same  reasons  why  I  did  not  wish  to 
fight  Gardner,  still  control  my  life.  1  want  you 
to  trust  me.  No  matter  how  strange  the  cir- 
cumstances are  1  want  you  to  trust  me.  There 
are  enemies  who  seek  to  ruin  me,  but  with  your 
trust  f  do  not  fear  them." 

There  was  no  time  for  him  to  get  Dorothy's 
answer,  for  at  that  moment  Mrs.  Stoner  called 
her  step-daughter. 

One  of  the  features  of  the  reception  was  a  great 
swimming  and  fancy  diving  competition  in  a 
magnificent  sw  imming  pool  in  the  Stoner  mansion. 
Henri  D'Alour  proved  himself  as  wonderful 

(Continued  on  page  8  I 

GEORGES  CARPENTIER  as  Henri  D'Alour  getting  ready  lor  the  fight,  talking  to  his  manager,  Franjois 
Deseanips,  who  played  the  part  oi  bis  chief  second  in  the  film. 

Picture  Show,  November  20/A,  1920. 

"THE  WONDER  MAN."  lCot7eed7.{rom 

a  swimmer  as  ho  was  a  boxer,  and  he  was  the 
centre  of  attraction  amongst  the  crowd  of 
bathers.  As  he  camo  away  from  the  pool  to 
change,  the  butler  dropped  a  note  at  his  feet. 

D'Alour  picked  it  up  and  when  he  got  to  a 
quiet  place  he  read  it. 

"  Steven  is  warning  Central  Office  about  you." 

That  was  all,  but  it  caused  him  some  con- 
sternation to  judge  by  his  puckered  brow.  He 
had  promised  Mr.  Stoner  to  stay  over  night,  but 
ns  soon  as  he  could  make  an  excuse  he  went 
to  his  room,  and  sat  there  fully  dressed.  When 
the  guests  had  gone  and  the  house  was  quiet,  . 
lie  put  on  his  coat  and  crept  downstairs.  As  he 
looked  through  the  window  be  saw  a  number  of 
men  coming  to  the  house.  r 

"  Detectives  1"  he  muttered. 

As  he  stood  in  the  shadow  he  saw  Steven  creep- 
ing towards  the  library,  followed  by  the  butler. 

D'Alour  followed  silently,  and  saw  Steven  upen 
the  safe  and  take  out  some  papers.  D'Alour  was 
about  to  move  forward  when  the  butler  suddenly 
appeared  and  pushing  a  revolver  against  Steven's 
ribs,  made  him  hand  over  the  papers.  The 
butler  glided  away  silently  and  as  he  passed 
D'Alour  he  pushed  the  papers  into  his  hands. 

At  that  moment  there  was  an  alarm,  and  Mr. 
Stoner  rushed  downstairs,  followed  by  his  wife 
and  others  of  the  household.  The  detectives, 
accompanied  by  Gardner,  now  came  into  the 
library  and  turned  up  the  lights. 

".What  does  this  mean  ?  said  Mr.  Stoner, 
looking  at  D'Alour.  "  I  thought  you  were  going 
to  stay  the  night  ?" 

"  I  had  urgent  business,"  said  the  Frenchman. 

"  It  looks  as  if  there  had  been  some  very 
urgent  business  here,  Mr.  Stoner,"  said  Gardner. 
"  Your  safe  has  been  burgled." 

As  Mr.  Stoner  rushed  to  the  safe,  Steven  came 
up  and  whispered  something  to  Gardner.  The 
latter  nodded  and  turned  to  Mr.  Stoner. 

"  I  do  not  think  it  needs  much  more  than 
putting  two  and  two  together,  Mr.  Stoner,  to 
see  who  has  robbed  you,"  he  said,  looking  straight 
at  D'Alour. 

"  I  won't  believe  it,"  cried  Dorothy,  who  had 
followed  her  father  into  the  library.  "  Tell 
them  it  is  not  true,  Henri  !" 

But  D'Alour  did  not  speak. 

"  I  suggest  you  search  him,"  said  Gardner. 

As  he  spoke  he  dashed  up  to  D'Alour  and 
pulled  the  bundle  of  papers  from  his  pocket. 

"  Will  you  be  convinced  now,  Mr.  Stoner  ?" 
lie  shouted  triumphantly.  "These  are  the 
French  contracts  which  you  placed  in  your  safe 
yourself.    Do  you  need  any  further  proof  I" 

Mr.  Stoner  turned  to  D'Alour. 

"  What  have  you  to  say  J"  he  asked. 
Nothing,  except  that  I  did  not  take  those 
papers  from  your  safe,"  replied  tho  Frenchman. 

"  Guess  you  can  tell  that  to  the  Chief  at  the 
office,"  said  one  of  the  detectives  as  lie  walked 
up  to  D'Alour.    "  You're  under  arrest." 
Just  one  moment,"  said  a,  quiet  voice. 

Standing  in  the  doorway  was  the  Chief  of  the 
U.S.  Secret  Service. 

"  M.  D'Alour  is  perfectly  innocent,"  he  said. 
"  We  havo  evidence  that  those  papers  were 
ntolen  from  the  safo  by  your  partner,  Mr. 
Steven,"  he  said  as  he  turned  to  Mr.  Stoner. 
"  One  of  our  men,  who  has  been  employed  as 
your  butler,  saw  him  take  them.  Ho  made 
Steven  hand  them  over,  and  then  he  passed  them 
to  M.  D'Alour  for  safe  keeping.  We  have  now 
got  all  the  evidence  against  Steven  and  Gardner, 
who  is  his  partner  in  this  affair.  For  months 
the  two  havo  been  robbing  tho  French  Govern- 
ment by  altering  tho  contracts.  There  is  also 
now  tho  more  serious  charge  of  murder.  We  have 
been  a  long  time  getting  them,  and  I  do  not  mind 
admitting  that  wo  might  never  have  got  them 
had  it  not  been  for  tho  valuable  assistance  given 
us  by  M.  D'Alour,  who,  1  may  tell  you,  is  a  very 
trusted  officer  of  the  French  Secret  Police." 

It  was  then  that  Dorothy  understood  all,  and 
as  the  detectives  left  the  house  with  Steven  and 
Gardner,  she  went  up  to  D'Alour. 

"1  see  it  all  now,  dear,"  sho  said.  "  Please 
forgive  me  for  doubting  you.  1  will  never  do 
3o  again." 

"  There  will  bo  no  need  for  me  to  be  mysterious 
any  more,"  said  her  lover,  lifting  her  up  in  his 
arms  and  kissing  her.  "  I  shall  never  have  any 
secrets  from  you  when  you  aro  my  wife." 

 THK  END.  


Splendid  New  Serial  Begins  Next  Wtek. 


Black  Pawl." 

JOHN  BOWERS'  great  hobby  is  sailing,  and 
his  friends  always  think  of  him  as  a  sailor 
first  and  an  actor  afterwards. 
He  revelled  in  his  part  in  "  The  Black  Pawl  " 
— a  fine  Goldwyn  photo  play,  in  which  he 
appeared  with  Helene  Chadwick — for  the  com- 
pany were  a  month  or  more  on  the  high  seas 
aboard  a  ship  called  "  Deborah  "  taking  scenes. 

First  of  all,  however,  John  Bowers  did  not 
want  to  go  on  board  the  "  Deborah,"  even 
though  he  was  to  play  with  lovely  Helene 
Chadwick.  The  reason  was  that  Bowers' 
beautiful  yacht  "  Uncus "  was  expected  any 
day  from  New  York,  and  he  was  so  afraid  the 
"  Deborah  "  would  sail  before  she  arrived. 

."  But  think  what  fun  you'll  have  with  all  of 
us  land  lubbers,"  consoled  Miss  Chadwick. 
"  There  isn't  another  man  in  the  cast  who  knows 
as  much  about  a  ship  as  you  do."  And  John 
Bowers  admitted  that  there  might  be  compensa- 
tion in  that. 

When  the  ship  encountered  some  heavy  gales, 
John  Bowers  was  the  envy  of  all  the  other 
members  of  the  cast,  for  an  epidemic  of  seasick- ' 
ness  prevailed  ;  and  as  only  good  sailors  con- 
tinue to  go  below  for  meals  in  times  like  these,  (S) 
Bowers  had  his 
meals  in  soli- 
tary state. 

This  seems  a  perilous  position  to  HELENE  CHADWICK,  and  she  takes  a  long  look  backward  before 
following  the  lead  oi  JOHN  BOWERS.    These  photographs  were  all  taken  on  board  the  "  Deborah," 
while  the  two  were  playing  in  "  The  Black  Pawl."         [Photot :  Qohlwyn. 

Tkture  Show,  November  20M, .  1920.  ■  0 


CREIGHTON  HALE  is  delighted  because  he  He  nails  it  to  the  door  of  his  dressing-room  First  thing  on  leaving  his  dressing-room  a  ladder, 
finds  a  horseshoe  on  his  way  to  thej  studio.  "for  luck,"  but  nails  it  the  wrong  way  up.  used  by  painters,  falls  on  his  head. 

While  he  is  making  up,  a  painter  dabs 
him  in  the  face.    He  has  words  with 
the  painter,  and  the  painter  wins 

Whew  !    He  is  standing  against  a  partition, 
when  a  workman  on  the  other  side  drives  a 
nail  in  his  back. 

:  Mo  more  horseshoes  for  me  !  "    He  throws  [it  out  of  the 
window,  hits  his  director  on  the  head,  and  loses  his  joSj. 
Never  mention  the  word  "lucky  "  to  Creighton, 


Picture  Show,  9 


(Photo :  Claud  Harris.) 

WHEN  I  went  to  have  a  chat  with  Owen 
Nares  shortly   after   a    matinee  last 
Saturday  afternoon,  an  immense  crowd 
i  f  fair  admirers  were  wailing  to.  sco  him-  leave 
t lie  theatre. 

"  Quite  enough  to  make  3  mere  man  enorm- 
ously conceited,"  I 
thought,  »'  but  then  the . 
idol  of  '  Romance,' 
'  Mister  Tom,'  cannot 
be  called  '  mere  man  : ' 
he's  one  of  out  very  big 
favourites,  isn't  he  ?  " 

Ho  was  removing  the 
grease  paint  from  his 
fate  as  I  entered  his 
rose-shaded  dressing- 
room.  Ho  laughingly 
remarked  ho  couldn't 
shake  hands. 

Owen  Nares  needs 
no  introduction  to  my 
readers,  but  here  is  his 
latest  studio  portrait. 
He  looked  just  as  attractive  in  his  grey  dressing 
gown  as  he  does  when  wearing  his  immaculately 
cut  clothes  in  "  Wedding  Bells."  He's  realty  tho 
most,  delieiouuly  unaffected  and  natural  of  men, 
which  goes  to  prove  it  takes  a  lot  of  lionising  to 
spoil  an  English  man  !  ' 

Climate  and  Film  Work. 

WE'RE  hiving  another  Summer,"  he  re- 
marked.   "  I'm  glad  my  children  aro 
at  the  seaside.    They  love  it  !  "  Fancy 
Owen  Nares  with  two  sons  ! 

From  the  climate  wo  talked  about  British 
(ilins,  for  tho  weather  matters  a  lot  when 
filming  outdoor  scenes. 

"  Bad  w  eather  is  a  financial  consideration 
w  hen  taking  exteriors,"  he  told  ine.  "  The  past 
exceptionally  wet  summer  has  been  very  trying 
to  the  British  producer.  In  July  you  do  expect 
to  get  lino  weather,  but  I  had  to  journey  to 
1'oultor's  Lock  three  times  just  to  get  three 
flashes  !  " 

"  Flashes  ?  "  I  queried. 

"  Those  little  episodes  that  last  a  second  or 
two  on  the  screen,"  Owen  Nares  explained. 
Three  afternoons  spent  to  get  three  seeonds  on 
the  screen  1 

The  Discrimination  of  Cinema  Goers. 

"  '  I  '1110  public  show  a  lot  of  discrimination  now- 
jl  adftys  about  tho  films  they  want  to  see,'' 
Owen  Nares  told  me.  "  More  and  more 
eare  w  ill  have  to  be  taken  over  the  selection  of  a 
book  for  a  plot  or  a  film  scenario.  I'eople  soon 
hIiow  their  disapproval  if  they  don't  like  a  thing 
by  slaying  away. 

"  To  be  successful,"  ho  thinks,  "  a  film  should 
be  artistic,  and  the  people  who  produce  it  should 
have  a  thorough  knowledge  of  tho  stage." 

£2,000  a  Year  Expert. 

HER1-.  is  a  suggestion  for  film  companies. 
Mr.  Xares  think"  a  company  who  desires 
to  achieve  great  things  should  be  prepared 
to  pay  a  good  salary,  say  £2,0011  A  year,  to  a 
literary  man  w  ho  really  knows  books,  and  would 
have  expert  knowledge  as  to  what  would  make 
u  really  good  film. 

"  They've  got  to  get  good  things  on  the  screen," 
he   declared,  "  and  if 
|\  they  pay  for  them  they 
w  ill  succeed." 

Big  Stars  and  Big 

ASKED  Owen  Nares 
what  he  thought  of 
the  big  salaries  that 
were    paid    to  stars 
ncrosi    tho  "  Herring. 

"  .£20,000  a  yoar  is  a 
modest  salary,"  -was 
his  answer  ;  and  then 
ho  added,  "  a  friend  of 
mine  who  is  a  cele- 
brated surgeon,  asked  me  t  he  same  question  not 
long  ago.  and  when  I  told  him  a  .Mare  I'icklord 

or  Charlie  Chaplin  would  perhaps  make  four  or 
five  times  us  much,  he  w  as  amazed,  and  told  mo 
that  'the  most  famous  surgeon  cannot  hope 
to  make  more  than  £15.000  a  year.'"  Mr. 
Nares  retort  to  this  is  worth  repeating. 

"  Bui  Charlie  Chaplin  is  a  surgeon  to  millions  !  " 




And  he's  right.  Laughter  can  cure  many 

May  Go  to  America  . 

"I  HAVE  been  asked  So  act  w  ith  the  Talmadges," 
I  he  told  me,  "  and  D.  W.  Griffith  offered  me 
a  five  years'  contract.  Financially,  of 
course,  it's  a  big  temptation.  But  I'm  insular. 
I  prefer  ray  own  country.  All  the  same,  I  expect 
I  shall  go  for  a  time,  in  the  dim  future.  But  not 
for  some  months." 

By  tho  way,  Constance  Talmadge  told  me 
when  she  was  over  here,  how  she  admired  Owen 
Nares  in  his  part  in  "  Wedding  Bells."  She  is 
to  star  in  this  play  in  the  film  version. 

Where  Owen  Nares  Failed. 

1 COULDN'T    resist    asking    him    about  a 
funny  little  doll  on  his  dressing-table.    "  Is 
it  a  Mascot  ?  " 
Ho  shook  his  head  at  my  question,  nnd'took 
up  the  queer  little  grey  wooden  creature  and 
examined  it. 

"  The  understudies  had  a  competition,"  ho 
explained,  "  making  butterflies  ;  you  know  the 
idea.  Dab  various  coloured  splashes  of  paint 
on  a  piece  of  white  paper,  then  fold  it,  open  it, 
and  there  is  your  painted  butterfly  !  /  got  tht 
booby  prize  because  mine  was  the  worst  I " 

An  Open  Window  and  a  Fire. 

I WENT  to  have  a  chat  with  Ann  Elliott  the 
other  afternoon.  She  was  wearing  a  little 
close-fitting  nigger  velvet  hat,  with  a  very 
chic  glace  silk  bow  at  the  side.  It.  looked 
tremendously  becoming 
on  her  fair,  sunshiny 
hair.  We  sat  ljosido 
an  open  window  over- 
looking Esher  Com- 
mon. At  the  same 
time  there  was  a  bright 
fire  burning  in  the' 
grate.  There  is  some- 
thing  very  luxurious 
about  an  open  win- 
dow, and  a  fire  close 
at  hand  to  take  tho 
autumnal  nip  out  of 
tho  atmosphere. 

"  V\  hat  made  j  on 
take  up  screen  work  ?  " 
1  njked. 


Miss  Elliott  laughed. 

"  One  day,  just  for  fun,  a  friend  suggested 
I  should  go  to  a  film  studio  and  discover  if  there 
was  any  chance  for  me.  I  was  in  a  mood  for 
adventure,  and  off  we'went,  straight  away." 

A  Lncky  Expedition. 

IWAjS  very  kindly  received  at  the  studio, 
which,  by  the  bye,  was  Barker's,"  sho 
said.    "  1  was  told  that  tho  Eros  Film 
Productions  were  advertising  for  a  star.  I 
casually  left  my  photo  behind,  and  I  thought  no 
more  about  it. 

"  Three  days  after  I  was  asked  to  go  to  tho 
studio,  and  there  I  met  the  producer  of  tho  Eros 
Films:  Two  days  after  I  was  asked  to  go  again 
to  tho  studio  to  go  through  a  test,  but  at  tho 
last  minute  I  just  felt  I  couldn't  !  I  telephoned 
and  said  so.  To  my  intense  surprise  tho  pro- 
ducer then  came  to  see  me,  and  offered  me  tho 
part  of  leading  lady  in  the  Eros  Film  Pro- 
ductions, and  I  signed  my  contract  before  ho 

This  is  Ann  Elliott's  photograph.  Have  you 
seen  her  ? 

A  Baronet  Film  Actor. 

i CALLED  on  Sir  .Simeon  and  Lady  Stuart  the 
other    afternoon    in    their    delightful  flat 
overlooking    Regent's    Park  ;    a  romantic 
spot,  where  squirrels  make  sport  amongst  the 
greenery,  and  sable  barues  creep  through  the 
canal  that  winds  beneath  the  trees. 

".Colonel  Sir  Simeon  Stuart  served  in  tho 
divisional  staff  in  France,  and  after  heing  slightly 
nas«xl  one  day,  when  lying  in  hospital,  he  told 
me  that  a  brother  officer  said  : 

"  What  are  you  going  to  do  when  you  get 
home.  Stuart  ?    Your  military  career  is  over." 
"  Oh.  I  don't  know  !  "  said  Sir  Simeon.  . 
And  then  his  friend  chaffinidy  retorted: 

Piorvm  Show  Abt  Scpplemext,  Sovembet  20th,  1920. 



COME   happy   photographs  of 
screen  heroes  and  the  charming 
women  ro  whom  they  are  married 


..m!  ANITA  I.OC~ 

HARRY  CAREY  snappe.1 
with    his    charming  wife. 

I  I 

CHARLES  HUTCHISON  is  married  Herelsa  VAf.Y/  "Gentleman  Jim."  as  JAME.1 
,     holiday  snapshot  of  Mr.  and  Mrs  Hutchison     v3*^v4     CORBETT  is  known  to  his  friend* 

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is  married 

Z  A  S  U    PITTS  whh  In 
husband.  TOM  GALLERY. 

NII.ES  WELCH  and  his 
(-harming  wife.  DELL  BOONE. 

Mr.  and  Mrs.  MAHLON 
HAMILTON   at  home 

)a-  23/'/.  W2C. 



"  You've  Jone  a  lot  of  amateur  acting.  Why 
don't  you  go  on  t ho  Movies  ?  " 

'*  1  never  answered,"  Sir  Simeon  smiled,  "  but 
as  1  foy.  in  bed,  trailing  to  get  wellj  1  thought  of 
my  friend's  remark. 

"  At  Oxford  I  was  ono  of  the  founders  of  tho 
University  Dramatic  Society ,  you  know, 
popul  u  ly  known  as  the  '  O.U.D.^.'  1  was  thero 
associated  with  Courchicr,  Holman  Clark,  and 
II.  B.  Irving." 

In  the  Ranks. 

SO  when  you  left  hospital,"  I  prompted. 
"  1  shaved  off  my  moustache,"  Sir 
Simeon     eonflded.       "  1     met  Adrian 
Brunei],  the  producer,  and  to  get  accustomed 
to  the  camera  I  did  crowd  work.    So  I  served 
my  lime  in  the  ranks,"   he  laughed. 

"'  My  chanco  came  at  last.  My  first  part  was 
with  the  British  Actors'  Film  Company,  when  I 
played  in  '  The  Usurper,'  and  a  big  part  in  '  The 
Lady  Clare'  I  also  played  father  to  Violet 
tlopson  in  '  Snow  in  the  Desert.'  I  have  played 
in  '  The  Auction  Mart,'  and  '  The  Face  -\t  the 
Window  '  for  the  British  Actors'.  '  The 
Shadow  Between,'  and  '  The  Squire's  Inherit- 
ance.-' " 

Sir  Simeon  has*  just  finished  placing  The 
Dean,  in  a  film  of  "  The  Headmaster,"  with 
Cyril  Maude. 

All  in  a  Row. 

1 WONDER  how  many  readers  of  Picture 
Show  were  present  at  the  Victory  Carnival 
at  the  Crystal  Palace,  not  so  very  long  ago  ? 
Bri  fcish      film  stars 

r  m 

j  udged  the  costumes 
— a  very  difficult  task, 
believe  me  !  So  much 
ingenuity  was  dis- 
played, so  much  origin  - 
atity  and  beauty 
galore  ! 

"  The  Stars  "  got  a 
terrific  reception. 
Stewart  Rome  was 
besieged  with  auto- 
graph hunters,  and 
one  fair  admirer  "  just 
died  to  tell  his  for- 
tune." He  wouldn't 
tell  me  what  she  said. 



LESLIE  HOWARD  in  "  £5  Reward." 

Former  War- 

MISS  JANE  COOPER,  who  in  private  life 
is  Mi's.  Longfellow  Cooper,  has  been 
chosen  for  a  small  part  in  Bryant  Wash- 
burn's "  Road  to  London,"  and  will  be  seen  with 
the  S toll  Company  in  "  The  Mystery  of  Bernard 
Brown."  During  the  war  she  was  an  inspector 
of  canteens.  She  gave  up  her  place,  Wakeswood, 
St.  Mary  bourne,  Hampshire  for  a  hospital.  I 
think  sho  said  it  was  at  Christmas  that  the 
fascination  of  the  screen  really  got  hold  of  her, 
and  now  she  declares  it  would  break  her  heart 
to  give  it  up. 

The  English  Harold  Lloyd. 

DOUGLAS  MARSHALL,  who  plays  the  lead 
in  a  Minerva  comedy,  is  perhaps  better 
known  as  a  singer,  for  lie  is  a  great  artiste. 
He  studied  in  Italy  and  is  a  Cambridge  man. 

"  I  hope  to  do  a  good  deal  of  screen  work 
now,"  he  told  me.  "  I  took  it  up  for  a  joke  at 
first,  but  now  I'm  deadly  serious." 

When  I  asked  him  his  favourite  parts,  he 
confided  that  they  were  private  comedy  parts. 
"  They  call  me  the  '  English  Harold  Lloyd.' 
I've  been  playing  a  lead  in  '  The  Bump.'  " 

Three  Minerva  Film  Comedies. 

WITH  real  joy  I  watched  three  delightful 
British  comedies  produced  by  Minerva 
Films,  Ltd.,  soon  to  be  shown  in  the 
picture  houses.  The  author  is  A.  A.  Milne,  the 
famous  contributor  to  Punch.  The  first  of  the 
comedies,  "  Bookworms,"  shows  Iict  Cupid 
chose  the  infectious  and  dangerous  season, 
"  Spring,"  in  which  to  plant  his  arrows  not  only 
into  the  susceptible  hearts  of  youth  but  also 
into  other  more  unlikely  victims.  Of  course  the 
young  man  Richard  (Leslie  Howard)  lives  in 
rooms  opposite  to  Miranda  (Pau'ine  Johnson) 
and  falls  in  love  with  her. 


r.ut  her  aunt  Pri-  illa  (Henrietta  Watson),  ai 
you  "may  guess,  is  of  a  serious  lurn  of  mind. 
There  is  a  dragon,  too,  played  by  Mrs.  K. 
I'odevin,  who  keeps  an  ea^lo  oyo  on  Miranda. 
Poor  Miranda  is  not  allowed  to  indulge  in 
thoughts  of  Love's  young  dream.  Richard 
boldly  visits  .Miranda's 
t'nelo  Josiah  {.Jeff 
Barlow)  and  pretends 
to  bo  an  expert  on  old 
books.  All  efforts  fail. 
At  last  Richard  writes 
an  anonymous  latter 
begging  for  an  inter- 
view at  a  certain  spot, 
slips  it  in  a  book  nt  the 
library  for  Miranda's 
benefit.  Uncle  Josiah 
finds  it,  and  believes 
it  is  for  him.  Then 
follows  the  fun,  and 
Cupid  makes  three 
couples  happy. 


"  The  Bump." 

"  '  I  'UK    Bump  "  is  another  sparkling  comedy. 

J[  Lillian  Monfrcvor  (Faith  Colli )  likes  to 
jazz  with  Freddy  (Richard  Marshall). 
F.  W.  Grant  and  Jane  Cooper  play  Lillian's 
parents.  Lillian  wants  to  meet  a  real  man. 
Then  by  artifice  she  becomes  acquainted  with 
the  great  explorer  John  Brice  (Aubrey  Smith). 
She  listens  breathlessly,  to  his  stories  and, 
fascinated  by  his  hair-breadth  escapes,  asks  hirn 
to  tea  one  Sunday  afternoon  in  Kensington. 

On  that  particular  Sunday  Lillian,  clad  in  her 
Sunday  best  frock,  gives  strict  orders  that 
nobody  is  to  be  admitted  but  John  Brice  ! 

She  waits  and  waits  and  waits  in  vain  !  And 
Jolm  Brice,  who  has  threaded  his  way  through 
the  mazes  of  forests  is  lost  in  the  labyrinth  of 
London  streets.  Months  afterwards,  aged  beyond 
recognition,  the  explorer  arrives  in  Kensington, 
too  late.     Freddy  has  won  ! 

"£5  Reward." 

TOXY  MARCHMOXT  (Leslie  Howard),  the 
descendant  of  a  hundred  earls,  with 
thousands  and  thousands  at  his  bank 
balance,  falls  in  love  with  sweet  Audrey  Giles 
(Barbara  Holfe),  the  daughter  of  Farmer  Giles 
(Lewis  Ransom).  But  Farmer  Giles  did  not 
believe  in  inherited  wealth. 

"  Bring  me  five  pounds  earned  by  the  sweat 
of  your  brow,"  says  he,  "  and  then  you  shall 
marry  my  daughter." 

"  Done,"  says  Tony.  "  Here's  my  pocket- 
book.    Take  care  of  my  money  until  my  return." 

Tony  thrusts  aside  collar  and  tie.  Dons  a  soft 
Blurt;  a  country  hat,  and  togs  to  match.  Cleans 
out  a  pig-sty,  sleeps  in  a  barn.  Sweat  comes  to 
his  brow,  but  only  a  shilling  a  day,  or  two-and- 
six  at  most  in  his  pocket. 

Squire  Giles  loses  the  note-book,  and  offers 
five  pounds  reward  for  its  return.  Audrey  finds 
it.  Sends  a  discreet  note  to  Tony,  then  goes  for 
a  walk,  and  carefully  places  the  note-book  in  the 
road  j  of  course  Tony  finds  it,  and  eventually 
wins  fair  Audrey  ! 

Producer's  Point  of  View. 

ADRIAN  BRUNELL  told  me  the  other  after- 
noon, that  some  ten  years  ago  he  used 
to  be  a  short  story  writer. 
"  By  accident,"   he  said,    "  I  endeavoured 
to  write  a  film  story. 
Bitten   by  the  desire 
to  improve  something 
that  was  a  new  and 
great  art,  I  took  it  up 
more  seriously  as  the 
vears  went  on. 


Highbrow  Literary 
Friends . 

THEY  dropped 
me  as  a  crank," 
he  said,  with 
his  slow  smile.  "  I'm 
afraid  I  was  also  re- 
garded as  one  by  my 
new  associates  in  the 
film  world,  since  I  looked  upon  picture-making 
from  another  standpoint  than  that  of  mere 
money -making.  Now  that  my  ideal  has 
proved  to  be  correct,  strange  to  say,  Art  has 
won  the  day  in  the  Cinema." 

Mr.  Brunell  is  the  proud  producer  of  the  Minerva 
Comedies,  the  pictures  of  which  vou  see  in  the 
centre  of  this  page.  Edith  Nepean. 

Picture  Show,  November  20th,  1920. 


A  Big  Task. 
"\Y7]3  mnst  "rt  tllosn  papers  back  from  the 

\A/    Holman  gang  at  all  costs,  and  I  have  selected 
*  T    you,  Gordon,  for  the  task.  I'm  taking  a  risk 
Giving  you  the  job  over  older  and  more  experienced 
men,  so  don't  fail  me." 

The  Chief  of  the  Secret  Service  Department  at 
Washington  looked  hard  at  Cyril  Gordon  as  he  spoke, 
as  much  as  to  say,  "  Here's  your  chance.  If  you 
win  through  you're  made  ;  if  you  fail  you'll  have  to 
wait  a  mighty  long  time  lor  another  chance." 

"  I  understand,  sir,  and  I  thank  you  for  the 
opportunity."  said  Gordon,  a  young  man,  with  a 
strikingly  handsome  face  and  the  figure  of  an  athlete. 

"  Now  listen  very  carefully  to  what  I  am  going  to 
say,"  went  on  the  chief.  "  The  Holman  gang  are  at 
the  Hotel  Cosmopolis,  New  York,  that  is,  all  of  them 
except  a  man  named  John  Burnham,  their  expert 
cryptographer.  Burnham  has  been  working  in 
London,  and  none  of  the  gang  have  ever  seen  him. 
You  must  go  to  the  hotel  and  register  in  his  name, 
andjget  your  business  over  before  Burnham  turns  up. 
The  gang  can't  move  till  Burnham  comes,  for  the 
documents,  fortunately  for  us,  were  written  in  the 
new  cypher.  You  can  have  all  the  assistance  you 
Irish,  but  it  seems  to  me  that  it  is  a  one  man  job." 

"  I  would  sooner  work  alone,  sir."  said  Gordon. 
•  "  but  if  I  need  any  help,  I'll  fix  up  with  one  of  our 
men  in  New  York." 

"  Well,  good-bye  and  good  luck,"  said  the  chief. 

"  I  feel  that  I  will  win  through,  sir,"  said  Gordon, 
as  he  rose  to  go.  "  May  I  again  thank  you  for  the 
chance  ?" 

Cyril  Gordon  went  straight  to  his  flat  where  his 
coloured  servant  brought  out  the  travelling  bag  which 
was  always  packed  for  such  emergencies.  When 
lie  arrived  at  New  York  his  first  task  was  to  make 
iurc  that  the  real  John  Burnham  had  not  arrived.  A 
look  at  the  hotel  register  showed  that  Burnham 
was  not  in  the  hotel,  and  with  a  chuckle  of  satis- 
faction Gordon  signed  in  the  book  "  John  Burnham.'' 

The  hotel  clerk  looked  up  as  he  noticed  the  name. 

"  There's  a  telegram  for  you,  and  a  gentleman 
named  Brady,  who  is  staying  with  a  party  in  suite 
thirty-five,  told  me  to  let  him  know  the  moment  you 

*'  Thanks."  said  Gordon  languidly.  "  You  might 
let  Mr.  Brady  know  I'm  here.  I'll  be  in  the  lounge 
as  soontis  I  have  dressed  for  dinner." 

Once  in  his  room  Gordon  opened  the  telegram. 

It  was  from  his  chief,  and  read  :  "  Let  nothing 
hinder  you." 

A  few  minutes  after  Gordon  had  entered  the 
lounge  a  page  boy  brought  him  a  note  from  Brady, 
asking  him  to  dine  with  him  in  suite  thirty-live. 

"  This  looks  so  easy  that  it  seems  to  be  too  good 
to  be  true,"  thought  Gordon.  "  Here  1  have  got  a 
cleat  field  before  the  real  Mr.  Burnham  arrives.  I  am 
invited  to  dinner  by  the  head  of  the  gang— second 
only  to  Holman  himself. 

There  can  be  wo  question  that  they  are  all  simply 
crazy  to  know  the  real  meaning  of  the  documents 
they  have  stolen.  Well,  if  1  can't  get  hold  of  the  i 
now  I'd  better  leave  the  Secret  Service  and  go  in  for 
catching  colds." 

Cyril  GordQD  pulled  out  a  number  of  papers  and 
selected  one.  It  was  written  in  the  same  kind  of 
cypher  as  the  chief  document  he  was  out  to  recover, 
and  the  plan  he  had  formed  on  his  journey  to  New 
York  was  to  substitute  the  bogus  paper  for  the  real 
document.  He  knew  Brady  from  a  photograph  that 
had  been  supplied  to  him,  and  whe  n  he  entered  the 
room,  he  quickly  sized  up  the  man  he  would  have  to 
fear  most.  Brady  was  a  strongly-built  man,  with  a 
lion-like  head  and  a  very  Intellectual  face.  He  was 
not  the  kind  of  man  who  would  be  easily  deceived, 
i'he  other  three  present  (two  women  and  a  man)  did 
not  impress  Gordon  as  being  dangerous. 

Kemembering  that  the  real  John  Burnham  was 
not  known  to  the  gang,  Gordon  stood  hesitating 
just  inside  the  room  as  the  waiter  announced  him. 

"  My  name  is  Burnham,"  he  said, 

Brady  was  across  the  room  to  him  In  three  quale 
strides.  He  shot  a  swift  glance  at  Gordon  as  he 
gripped  his  hand. 

"  I'm  Brady,"  he  said.  "  Guess  you've  heard  of 
me  from  the  old  man  V 

"  Yes,  1  was  told  you  would  probably  be  the  one  to 
meet  me,"  replied  Gordon.    "  Who  are  the  others  ?  " 

"  They're  all  with  us,  but  they  Ore  not  in  Hotmail's 
secrets.  I'm  running  this  show  with  you.  I'll 
introduce  them,  and  then  you  needn't  worry  about 

Brady  went  over  to  the  others  and  whispered 
something.  Thru  he  Introduced  the  others  to 
(iordon,  and  they  all  sat  down  at  the  fable'.  .Nothing 
was  said  till  dinner  was  finished,  and  then  Brady 
brought  out  the  stolen  document  and  threw  it  over  to 

"  Guess  it's  not  much  good  to  Holman  till  you  can 
decipher  it,"  he  said.  "The  other  papers  don't 
count.  They  are  merely  ordinary  busull  ss  letters, 
instructions,  and  so  forth,  that  wc  found  on  JamlCSOD. 
when  we  robbed  him," 

Gordon  looked  at  the  paper  closely  for  a  few 
seconds  before  he  spoke  : 

"  This  is  a  new  cypher  to  me,"  he  said.  "  It  will 
take  me  some  timeto  decode  it.  The  fact  that  it  is  in  a 
new  cypher  would  indicate  it  is  an  important  paper." 

"  If  it  is  the  thing  Holman  thinks  it  is,  it  means  a 
fortune  to  the  lot  of  us,"  said  Brady,  take  your 
time  with  it.    There's  all  the  night  betore  us." 

Gordon  took  up  the  paper  and  while  he  was 
polishing  his  microscope  with  his  handkerchief,  he 
knocked  the  paper  off  the  table.  As  he  bent  down 
to  pick  it  up  he  substituted  the  bogus  paper  for  the 
original  under  cover  of  his  handkerchief.  Then  he 
went  on  making  notes  as  if  he  was  trying  to  decipher 
the  document. 

He  had  arranged  with  one  of  the  New  York  Secret 
Service  men  to  ring  him  up  at  a  certain  time,  so  as  to 
give  him  an  excuse  to  get  out  of  the  room  with  the 
document,  and  he  waited  with  nerves  on  edge  for 
the  message.  At  any  moment  the  real  John  Burn- 
ham might  arrive,  and  then  the  game  would  be  up. 
At  last,  to  his  great  relief,  the  telephone  bell  rang. 

Gordon  did  not  even  look  up.  He  appeared  to  be  so 
concentrated  on  his  task  that  he  did  not  hear  the  bell. 

"  A  man  named  Fori**,  wishes  to  speak  to  you, 
Burnham,"  said  Brady,  who  had  answered  the  tele- 

Gordon  got  up  with  a  smothered  imprecation. 

"  Yes.  yes,"  he  shouted  impatiently,  as  he  took  up 
the  'phone.  "  Burnham  speaking.  What  is  it  you 
want  ? 

"  No,  I  can't  possibly  come.  I'm  very  busy.  I 
told  you  I  could  not  be  disturbed  till  I  was  through. 
Oh,  in  the  lounge,  are  you.    Right,  I'll  pop  down  !" 

"  It's  my  assistant,"  he  explained  to  Brady.  "  He's 
got  scared  about  a  Scotland  Yard  man  who  followed 
us  from  London.  Just  nerves,  that's  all.  Hold  on 
to  this  cypher,  while  I  see  him.    I  won't  be  a  minute." 

He  lit  a  cigarette  casually  and  strolled  .out  of  the 

But  he  did  not  go  to  the  lounge.  He  passed 
swiftly  through  a  side  entrance  and  darted  into  a 
taxi-cab  he  had  ordered  to  be  in  waiting.  Under  the 
seat  of  the  taxi  was  his  bag.  and  a  hat  and  coat. 

"  Drive  off  IV  he  whispered  to  the  taxi-man. 

It  took  Brady  exactly  a  minute  to  discover  the 
trick  that  had  been  played  on  him.  In  the  sort  of 
game  that  men  play  when  the  losing  end  means 
prison,  and  occasionally  death,  nothing  is  takefi  for 
granted.  Brady  glanced  at  the  document,  and  at  the 
3rSt  sight  everything  appeared  to  be  right.  He 
was  about  to  place  it  at  the  end  of  the  table  where 
Gordon  had  been  sitting,  when  he  saw  that  the  private 
mark  he  had  put  at  the  right-hand  top  corner  was 

"  Hocussed  !"  he  shouted.  "  That  guy  lias  rung  a 
cold  deal  on  us.  This  paper  is  a  fake.  After  him,  the 
lot  of  you." 

Brady  led  the  rush  downstairs,  but  he  got  to  the 
front  of  the  hotel  only  in  time  to  sec  a  taxi-cab 
dashing  away  at  top  speed,  and  u  glimpse  of  Cyril 
Gordon  inside. 

Calling  for  his  car.  which  was  waiting  outside  the 
hotel,  Brady  whispered  swift  instructions  to  his 
three  companions.  Then,  as  his  car  drew  up,  he 
noticed  a  policeman  on  a  motor-cycle. 

"  That  man  in  that  taxi  ahead  there  is  a  criminal. 
Follow  him  and  I'll  give  you  the  charge  against  him." 

The  policeman  looked  in  the  direction  pointed  out 
by  Brady,  and  jumping  on  his  motor-cycle  dashed  off 
in  pursuit. 

Brady  jumped  into  1 1 car,  and  telling  the  chaffeur 
to  follow  the  policeman,  he.  banged  the  door. 

The  Wedding. 

IX  the  meantime.  Gordon  was  figuring  out  things  with 
a  swiftness  that  was  one  of  his  greatest  assets. 
He  had  seen  Brady  outside  the  hotel,  and  knew 
he  was  being  pursued.  Taking  the  cypher  document, 
from  his  pocket,  he  screwed  it  up  and  forced  it  into  u 
cigarette  holder.  Then  he  drew  out  a  heavy  auto- 
matic pistol  and  awaited  developments. 

The  next  act  in  this  quickly  moving  drama,  was 
stage-managed  by  strangers,  and  came  as  a  sur- 
prise to  Gordon.  He  saw  his  taxi  pulled  up  by  u 
crowd  of  men  with  white  buttonholes  outside  a 
church,  and  as  the  cab  stopped  one  of  the  men  took 
him  by  the  arm  as  he  looked  out  of  the  taxi  and 
rushed  him  to  the  church.  The  men  were  all  talking 
at  once  and  from  what  Gordon  gathered,  they  had 
mistaken  him  for  the  best  man  at  a  wedding,  which 
was  due  to  be  solemnised  at  that  moment. 

"  You  gave  us  a  scare,  old  man."  said  the  one  who 
had  dragged  him  from  the  taxi.  "  You're  five  minutes 
late  as  it  is.  Put  a  move  on,  old  son,  and  explain 

Gordon's  brain  worked  a!  the  same  speed  that  a 
hawk  strikes.  He  knew  Brady  was  close  behind 
him.  Here  was  a  chance  to  slip  Mm.  Alter  all. 
there  wils  no  harm  in  acting  as  a  substitute  for  a  best 
man  at  a  wedding. 

Murmuring  apologies  for  being  late,  he  followed 
his  guide  into  the  church.  The  bride  was  already 
waiting  at  the  altar.    Her  veil  hid  her  face,  but 

as  Celia  and  Cyril. 

Gordon  got  the  impression  that  she  was  young  and 

The  man  who  had  brought  Gordon  in  went  to  the 
clergyman  who  was  standing  on  the  altar  steps,  and 
whispered  something.  The  clergyman  nodded  under- 
standing^-, and  then,  Gordon  found  himself  by  tin* 
side  of  the  bride. 

The  terrible  truth  flashed  across  his  brain. 

He  was  not.  the  best  man,  but  the  bridegroom. 

He  turned  to  explain,  but  before  his  lips  had 
framed  the  words,  he  remembered  the  instructiou 
of  his  chief : 

"  Let  nothing  hinder  you  1" 

He  cast  a  glance  behind  him. 

Brady  was  sitting  in  a  pew  watching  him  with  i\ 
hawk-like  look.  Behind  Brady  was  the  policeman 
who  had  chased  him  on  the  motor-cycle.  If  he 
hesitated  now  he  was  lost.  Doubtless  Brady  would 
have  got  some  charge  framed  up  against  him  that 
would  cause  him  to  be  arrested  and  his  papers  seized. 
It  might  even  be  that  the  policeman  was  a  bogus 
officer  in  the  pjiy  of  Brady.  At  all  costs  he  must  go 
through  with  the  ceremony  and  take  the  name  of  the 
real  bridegroom.  Protected  by  that,  he  could  defy 
Brady  and  the  Holman  gang. 

As  in  a  dream  he  found  himself  responding  to  the 
marriage  service.  At  the  proper  moment,  the  beat 
man — the  man  who  had  dragged  him  from  the  taxi- 
thrust  a  ring  into  his  hand.  Mechanically  he  placed 
it  on  the  finger  of  the  bride. 

Then,  with  a  curious  kind  of  feeling  that  deadened 
his  usually  quick-thinking  brain,  Cyril  Gordon 
realised  he  was  married. 

Married  to  a  woman  he  had  never  seen  before  ! 

The  final  details  of  the  wedding  ceremony  seemed 
like  a  blurred  nightmare  to  Gordon.  He  heard  the 
congratulations  of  the  men,  and'  was  kissed  by  a 
woman  who.  he  gathered,  was  the  mother  of  the  bride. 
But  amid  all  his  bewildering  emotions  he  was  acutely 
conscious  of  one  thing.  When  he  had  touched  the 
hand  of  the  bride  to  put  on  the  ring,  the  hand  was  (is 
cold  as  ice,  and,  as  he  caught  a  glimpse  of  her  eyes, 
behind  her  bridal  veil,  he  saw  In  them  such  a  look  of 
horror  and  loathing,  that  he  had  almost  dropped  the 

What  did  it  all  mean  ? 

Why  had  not  the  birde  recognised  that  he  was  not 
the  man  she  had  promised  to  marry  ?  Why  had  the 
mother  andt  he  best  man — in  fact,  all  of  those  present 
— not  seen  that  he  was  not  the  real  bridegroom  ? 

Could  it  be  that  he  was  the  double  of  the  man  who 
•  ought  to  have  stood  at  the  altar  ? 

On  the  way  to  the  vestry  to  sign  the  marriage 
register  he  realised  that  he  did  not  know  the  name  of 
the  man  he  was  supposed  to  be. 

Taking  the  best  man  on  one  side,  he  whispered  : 
"  Look  here,  old  man.  Being  late  has  so  upset  me 
that  I've  forgotten  my  name.  Honest  to  death,  I 
have.  It  will  come  bark  in  a  minute,  but  I  don't 
want  to  look  a  fool  in  the  vestry.  Tell  me — who  am 
I  ?" 

"  George  Hayne,  you  fool !  Pull  yourself  together. 
You've  given  enough  trouble  to  ine  as  it  is.  What- 
ever Is  the  matter  with  you  ?  Have  you  been 
drinking  ?  " 

"  I  did  have  one  just  before  I  left  the  hotel  to 
steady  me,"  replied  Gordon,  seizing  this  explanation 
as  an"  easy  way  out  of  his  dilemma.  "  I  suppose  it 
must  have  got  in  my  head." 

"  I  should  say  it  had,"  remarked  the  best  man 

Having  signed  the  register,  Gordon  found  him.  ii 
with  the  bride  on  his  arm  following  the  party  from 
the  church.  As  he  got  outside  he  heard  the  policeman 
say  to  Brady  : 

"  Nice  sort  of  fool  you  have  made  of  inc.  You  UK1 
me  to  follow  a  man  who  you  want  to  charge  as  a  crook, 
and  put  me  on  to  a  mail  who  Is  coming  to  church  to 
marry  Miss  Celin  Hathaway,  the  daughter  of  one  of 
the  most  tony  families  in  New  York.  Nice  mess  I 
would  have  been  in  if  I  had  not  put  a  few  questions. 
I've  a  good  mind  to  run  you  to  the  station.  Beat  it 
before  I  do  take  you." 

As  Gordon  entered  a  magnificent  motoccar  he 
(Continued  on  page  18.) 

Picture  Show,  November  20///,  1920. 


THE  EXPRESSIONS  OF  CHARLES  RAY.      (Exclusive  to  the  "Picture  Show.  "J 


The  Star   ^^ho  ts   Known  as   the  ^Afonder  Boy  of  the  Screen. 

CHARLES  RAY  is  known  in  filmland  as  the  wonder 
boy  of  the  screen.  The  reason  for  his  convincing 
portrayals  of  the  honest  struggles  of  a  boy 
against  adverse  circumstances,  dreaming  of  conquering 
the  world  and  obtaining  that  which  he  most  desires, 
is  because  in  these  parts  on  the  screen  he  is  virtually 
playing  hia  own  life  story. 

•  As  you  know,  Charles  bad  a  desire  to  act  even 
in  his  school  days,  and,  despite  repeated  parental 
objections,  he  determined  to  adopt  a  theatrical  career, 
and  the  story  goes  that  Charles'  father  gave  him 
two  years  in  which  to  make  good  on  the  stage,  or  to 
enter  a  bank. 


Six  Parts  a  Day. 

DETERMINED  to  attain  to  bis  ambition,  Charles 
joined  a  troupe  of  travelling  players,  and  for 
two  years  played  all  manner  of  parts,  from 
musical  comedy  to  tense  tragedies.  But  those  uncertain 
days  of  hard  work,  many  performances,  and  little 
money  were  surely  the  basis  for  Charles'  present 

He  tells  that  in  those  days  lie  played  as  many  as 

six  parts  a  day,  and  his  only  trouble  was  to  make 
himself  look  older  than  he  was. 

In  Comedy  Parts. 

CHARLES  RAY  thought   at  this  time  that  bis 
role  was  comedy,  and  for  a  season  he  appeared' 
with  Chester  Conklin  on  the  music-hall  static. 
Chester  Conklin,  as  you  know,  is  one  of  the  Mack 
Sennett  comedians. 

It  was  Thomas  Ince  who  gave  Charles  his  first  real 
chance  on  ths  films,  but  even  then  he  appeared 
in  many  plays  before  he  found  himself  in  the  role 
that  he,  as  a  born  artiste,  knew  was  to  be  his  own  for 

,  It  'was  in  the  picture  called  "  The  Coward,"  in 
which  he  played  second  to  Frank  Keenan,  that  his 
remarkable  performance  of  the  boy  who  was  a  coward 
and,  by  force  of  circumstances,  became  regenerated, 
that  Charles  Ray  attained  to  the  foremost  position 
he  now  holds  in  motion  pictures.  And  in  this  part 
Charles  Ray  proved  to  his  screen  admirers  that  he  was 
right  when  he  thought  that  he  shoutd  play  in  comedy, 
but  not  in  rough-and-tumble  comedies.  How  many 
of  us  have  seen  a  Charles  Ray  picture  and 
not  laughed  at  his  unusual  adventures  ? 

An  Inspiration. 

CHARLES  RAY'S,  career  is  an 
inspiration  to  any  boy.  He 
known  as  "  Charlie  "  by  thousands 
of  people,  and,  by  sheer  pluck  and  grit, 
lie  has  persevered  for  eight  years,  till 
now  he  has  reached  the  pinnacle  of  his 
profession,  for  Charlie,  as  a  boy,  was 
handicapped  by  a  modesty  and 
diffidence  that  would  have  deterred 
almost  any  other  lad  from  mixing  with 
the  hurly  burly  of  life.  But  he  de- 
termined to  make  a  success  in  life  by 
hard  work  and  close  study,  something 
which  is  not  very  popular  in  these  days 
of  easy  jobs  and  high  pay,  but  Charles 
Ray  did  not  care  for  a  meteoric  success, 
he  wished  it  to  be  lasting.  Those  of 
you  who  have  seen  him  in  his  latest 
photo-play  to  be  released  over  here, 
entitled  "The  Knock-out  Blow,"  know 
how  he  has  succeded. 

Of  course,  you  know  Charles  Ray 
is  married,  and  has  been  for  .two  years. 
Mrs.  Ray  is  as  pretty  as  a  picture. 
They  live  in  the  Beverley  Hills,  are 
very  domesticated,  and  prefer  their 
country  home  and  a  few  friends  to  all 
the  delights  of  town  life. 

If  you  wish  to  write   to  him, 
address  your  letter — 
Fleming  Street, 

E.  Hollywood, 

California,  U.S.A. 

RAY  at 





Out  of  luck. 

Just  wants  to  know. 


Picture  Show,  yovember  2Qtli,  1920. 


{Continued  from 
page  76.) 

saw  the  policeman  push  Brady  to  one  side  as  he  went 
towards  his  motor-cycle. 

"  I've  lost  the  most  dangerous  man  in  the  Holman 
pang,  but  I've  found  a  bride  in  a  woman  I  have  never 
seen  before,"  thought  Gordon  as  he  sat  down  beside 
the  woman  who  had  so  strangely  become  his  wife. 

The  motor-car  pulled  up  at  one  of  the  big  mansions 
in  Fifth  Avenue,  and  stilt  like  a  man  who  is  walking 
in  his  sleep,  Gordon  led  his  wife  up  the  broad  steps. 
A  repast  was  laid  in  a  dining-room  in  keeping  with  the 
rest  of  the  magnificent  mansion,  and  Gordon  found 
himself  at  the  head,  of  the  table  with  his  wife  at  his 
side.  He  iistened  to  the  speeches  and  congratulations 
of  the  guests,  and  made  a  speech  in  reply.  He  felt  it 
was  so  halting  and  incoherent  that  those  present 
must  have  seen  he  was  not  the  real  bridegroom  ;  but, 
to  his  astonishment,  the  speech  was  greeted  with 
loud  cheers. 

A  glimmer  of  light  came  to  him  from  a  remark  of  a 
middle-aged  man  who  was  evidently  an  old  friend  of 
the  family. 

I  haven't  seen  him  since  he  was  a  boy,  and  I 
suppose  I'm  the  only  one  here,  apart  from  the  bride 
and  her  mother,  who  ever  saw  him  before.  But  I 
never  saw  such  a  change  in  a  man.  When  he  went 
away  to  England  he  was  a  waster.  He  appears  to 
have  sown  all  his  wild  oats,  and  I  think  Celia  will  find 
she  lias  got  a  good  husband." 

Further  light  on  the  reason  why  everybody  had 
accepted  him  as  the  bridegroom  without  any  question 
was  forthcoming  when  the  brother  of  the  bride  shook 
liim  heartily  by  the  hand. 

"  I  don't  mind  telling  you,  George,"  he  said,  "  that 
nt  first  I  refused  to  be  a  party  to  this  marriage.  You 
were  a  bit  of  a  bounder  when  you  went  away,  but 
your  stay  in  England  has  made  a  new  man  of  you.  I 
thought  when  you  did  not  turn  up  at  the  church  that 
you  had  left  my  sister  in  the  lurch,  but  I'm  only  too 
glad  to  apo'ogise,  George.  Mother  and  I  are  going 
as  far  as  Satterville  with  you  and  Sis.  Then,  when 
you've  finished  your  honeymoon,  we'll  be  real  pleased 
to  sec  you  at  our  place  for  a  spell.  I  suppose  your 
luggage  is  still  at  the  hote  l  ?  " 

Gordon  remembered  that  his  taxi-driver  had 
managed  to  think  about  transferring  his  bag  from  the 
taxi  to  the  car. 

"  All  my  heavy  luggage  is  at  the  hotel,  but  I 
brought  enough  things  with  me  in  a  bag  to  last  the — 
er — honeymoon  out.  Your  chauffeur  put  the  bag 
in  the  car,  I  think." 

"  AU  right.  I'll  see  to  it,"  said  the  other.  "  Don't 
you  worry,  old  man." 

A  little  while  later  Gordon  found  himself  at  the 
station.  His  wife's  brother  bought  the  tickets,  and 
then  Gordon  saw  they  were  for  a  place  called  Myrtle 
Springs,  a  summer  resort  about  a  hundred  miles  from 
Washington.  From  conversation  with  the  best  man 
and  his  wife's  brother.  Gordon  gathered  that  he  was 
going  to  a  country  cottage  owned  by  Mrs.  Hathaway. 

"  Well,  since  they  are  going  to  leave  us  at  Satter- 
ville," he  thought,  I  shall  have  a  chance  to  explain 
to  my  unknown  wife.  It  will  be  awkward,  but  from 
what  these  people  think  of  the  real  George  Hayne, 
she  has  been  pretty  lucky  to  escape  getting  married  to 
him.  Anyway,  she  can  easily  get  free  from  me  when 
she  knows  the  truth." 

Up  to  now  he  had  not  had  a  chance  to  have  a  real 
look  at  his  bride.  But  as  she  got  into  the  carriage 
after  saying  farewell  to  her  friends,  and  pushed  up 
the  veil  she  was  wearing,  Gordon  saw  she  was  a  very 
beautiful  brunette,  and  with  a  strange  feeling,  he 
realised  that  this  girl,  whom  he  had  never  seen  before, 
made  an  appeal  to  him  as  no  woman  had  ever  done. 

It  was  a  queer  party  that  settled  down  in  the  train. 
Tin  biidc  scarcely  looked  at  her  husband,  and  when 
she  did  it  was  with  fear  in  her  eyes,  though  once 
(iordon  thought  he  caught  a  wondering  look  as 
though  she  was  asking  herself  If  she  might  be  mis- 
taken. For  the  greater  part  of  the  way  to  Satterville 
the.  conversation — such  as  it  was — was  confined  to 
Mrs.  Hathaway,  her  son,  and  Gordon.  The  bride 
remained  silent,  looking  out  of  the  window  with  her 
head  averted. 

"  She  evidently  likes  this  George  Hayne  as  much 
as'the  average  citizen  likes  small-pox,"  reflected  Cyril. 

Ai|Satterville  Mrs.  Hathaway  and  her  son  got  out. 
Youiig  Hathaway  gave  Gordon  a  cordial  handsliakc  ; 
and  Mrs.  Hathaway,  after  tenderly  embracing  her 
daughter  looked  up  to  Gordon  as  he  leaned  out  of  the 

There  was  a  tense  note  of  appeal  in  her  voice  as  she 
said : 

"  You  will  be  good  to  my  girl,  won't  you  ?  " 

"  I  will  be  as  good  as  a  mother  to  her  I  "  replied 
the  young  man  fervently. 

As  the  train  went  on  Gordon  made  an  attempt  to 
explain  to  his  bride,  but  the  girl  turned  on  him  fiercely. 

"  Please  don't  speak  to  me,"  she  said.  "  Surely 
the  least  kindness  you  can  do  is  to  leave  me  alone." 

"  There's  only  one  thing  for  me,"  thought  Gordon. 
"  I'll  slip  of!  the  train  at  the  first  station  we  stop  at. 
Then  write  to  her  mother  and  leave  a  note  for  the 
bride  with  the  guard  of  the  train." 

He  walked  into  the  smoking-car  and  the  train 
slowed  down,  an  attendant  who  answered  the  bell, 
told  him  that  they  were  held  up  with  a  minor  accident 
on  the  line  ahead. 

"  This  is  where  I  beat  it  fast,"  thought  Cyril. 

nc  scribbled  a  note,  told  the  attendant  to  give  it 
to  his  wife,  and  hastily  made  his  way  out  of  the  train. 
But  as  he  set  foot  on  the  platform  he  saw  his  wife 
coining  out.  it  was  an  awkward  situation  for  both  o£ 

"  I  was  just  going  to  see  if  we  could  not  get  to 
Milton,  the  next  station,  by  road,  and  catch  another 
train,"  he  said. 

"  That  was  my  idea,"  said  his  wife.  "  I  was  just 
coming  to  tell  you.  I  know  this  district.  It  is  not 
far  by  road  to  Milton." 

Gordon  took  her  bags  and  they  stepped  out.  Thev 
had  not  gone  far  when  Celia  stopped  with  a  little  cry 
of  pain. 

"  What  is  it  ?  "  asked  Gordon  tenderly. 

"  Something  in  my  shoe,"  replied  his  wife. 

In  a  moment  he  was  down  on  las  knees  taking  off 
her  shoe.  There  was  a  small,  sharp  stone  in  it  which  he 
threw  away.  Then  he  replaced  the  shoe  and  bis 
fingers  lingered  round  the  daiuty  ankle  as  he  did  so. 

Celia  blushed,  but  the  next  second  her  lips  tight- 
ened, and  she  walked  on  in  silence.  Not  before  they 
were  in  a  fast  train  for  Washington  did  Gordon  again 
speak  to  her. 

"  You  needn't  be  afraid  of  me,"  he  said.  "  I  have 
tried  to  explain,  but  you  will  not  let  me." 

"  You  have  been  very  land  since  we  have  been 
married,"  she  said ;  "  but  I  can't  forget  those 
threatening  letters  and  the  price  I  have  had  to  pay." 

Gordon  felt  he  owed  it  to  himself  to  clear  his  name. 

"  Will  you  tell  me  all  about  it,"  he  said.  "  I  think 
I  shall  be  able  to  prove  that  I  am  not  the  man  you 
think  I  am." 

And  then  the  girl  poured  out  such  a  terrible  story 
that  Gordon  could  understand  why  she  had  regarded 
him  with  loathing. 

The  Explanation. 

THE  real  George  Hayne  held  some  compromising 
letters  of  her  mother's,  and  his  price  for  silence 
was  that  Celia  should  marry  him.  He  had  come 
into  possession  of  the  letters  in  England,  where.he  had 
been  for  many  years,  which  accounted  for  the  fact  that 
neither  the  girl  nor  her  mother  suspected  he  (Gordon) 
was  not  the  real  George  Hayne. 

After  she  had  finished  "her  story  Cyril  Gordon 
turned  to  his  wife.  • 

"  You  will  have  to  trust  me  a  little  longer,"  he  said. 
"  For  the  present  I  can  only  tell  you  that  I  did  not 
write  those  letters,-  and  that  you  will  be  safe  with  me. 
Do  you  believe  me  ?  " 

"  I  do,"  replied  Celia.  "  You  are  not  at  all  the 
kind  of  man  I  expected  to  meet." 

On  arriving  at  Washington  Cyril  engaged  a  taxi  and 
told  the  man  to  drive  to  the  Grand  Hotel.  He  in- 
tended to  leave  Celia  there  white  he  wired  to  her 
mother  and  went  to  the  Chief  to  deliver  the  document. 

But  they  had  not  gone  far  before  Gordon  saw  there 
was  something  wrong.  The  taxi  was  going  at  a  swift 
pace  and  in  a  contrary  direction  to  that  lie  had  ordered. 
Gordon  tapped  at  the  window,  and  as  he  did  so  he 
noticed  that  there  was  another  man  with  the  driver. 
The  second  man  turned,  and  motioning  the  driver  to 
go  on,  showed  an  ugly  automatic  pistol  to  Gordon. 
The  latter  then  tried  the  door,  but  found  it  locked. 
"  It's  a  trap,"  he  said  to  Celia  ;  "  but  don't  worry." 
He  settled  down  in  his  seat  as  if  resigned  and  tl>cn, 
when  the  man  with  the  pistol  was  looking  to  the  front, 
he  seized  his  suit-case  and  smashed  it  through  the 
front  window  of  the  cab.  Before  the  astonished  pair 
could  collect  themselves,  Gordon  had  snatched  the 

automatic,  and  placing  it  to  the  driver's  head,  ordered, 
him  to  pull  up.  Commanding  the  men  to  get  down 
he  left  the  cab  In  a  side  street,  and  engaging  a  taxi  he 
drove  Celia  to  his  rooms. 

"  You  will  be  quite  safe  here,"  he  said.  "  My 
servant  will  look  after  you,  and  as  soon  as  I  come 
back  we  will  make  arrangements  for  you  to  go  back 
to  your  mother.  My  secret  business  will  soon  be 
finished  now  and  then  I  can  explain." 

Gordon  went  straight  to  the  Chief's  office,  and 
when  he  had  dropped  the  recovered  document  on 
the  chief's  desk  the  old  man  shook  him  warmly  by 
the  hand. 

"  I  knew  you  would  get  there,  Gordon.  You  can 
take  it  from  me  that  there's  going  to  be  a  big  job 
in  the  Department  as  a  reward  for  this." 

"  I'm  afraid  I've  got  a  bigger  one  on  at  present, 
sir,"  said  Cyril. 

Then,  as  quickly  as  he  could,  he  told  the  chief 
about  his  strange  marriage,  and  wound  up  by  saying 
that  he  had  fallen  in  love  with  the  girl  he  had  met 
under  such  romantic  circumstances. 

"  Then  get  back  to  her,  boy,  and  tell  her  so  before 
she  goes  off  to  her  mother."  said  the  Chief.  "  And 
let  me  wish  you  luck  again." 

When  Gordon  got  back  to  his  rooms  he  found 
Celia  holding  a  newspaper  in  her  lap  and  staring  at 
the  great  flaring  headlines. 

"  Capture  of  Noted  International  Crook  !  "  read 
the  top  headline. 

And  then  the  story  went  on  to  say  that  George 
Hayne.  who  had  been  working  for  an  international 
gang  of  criminals  in  England,  under  the  name  of 
Burnham,  had  been  followed  to  America  and  arrested 
by  Scotland  Yard  detectives  for  a  crime  known  as 
the  Stanhope  murder. 

"  I  begin  to  see  tilings  clearly  now,"  said  Celia. 
"  You  took  Hayne's  place  at  the Wedding,  but  why  ? 
You  had  never  seen  me  before." 

"  Nor  had  I  ever  heard  of  Hayne  before,"  said 
Gordon  ;  "  but  I  impersonated  him  under  his  other 
name  of  Burnham.  in  order  to  get  back  a  document 
that  had  been  stolen  from  the  U.S.  Secret  Service  by 
his  gang.  The  fact  that  Hayne.  or  Burnham.  was 
under  arrest  explains  why  he  did  not  turn  up  at  the 

Cyril  then  told  Celia  the  whole  story,  and  at  the 
end  the  girl  said  : 

"  It's  a  terrible  situation  for  you  to  be  married  to 
a  girl  you  could  not  care  for,  but  I'm  very  thankful 
to  you  for  saving  me  from  Hayne." 

But  I  do  care  for  Celia,  I  love  you,"  burst 

out  Gordon.  "  The  only  thing  is  that  I  cannot  hope 
to  make  you  care  for  me." 

"  You  haven't  asked  me  yet."  replied  Celia,  turning 
away  her  head  to  hide  her  blushes. 

When  Gordon's  old  servant  came  back,  some  half- 
hour  later,  he  was  given  a  long  telegram  to  Mrs. 
Hathaway.  The  major  portion  was  an  explanation  of 
what  the  reader  already  knows.  But  the  last  lines 
were  : 

"  Don't  trouble  to  come  for  Celia.    We  are  both 
coming  to  you  to  consult  you  ou  best  place  for  our 
real  honeymoon  trip. — Cyril  and  Celia." 
(Adapted  from  the  'Ward's"  film,  featuring  Warren 
Kerrigan  as  Cyril.) 


"Toys  of  Fate."    Xazimova  [Jury's). 

THK  great  Russian  actress,  Nazimova.  in 
another  of  her  remarkable  films,  n  story 
of  gypsies,  in  which  she  takes  the  dual 
role  of  Azah,  -the  gypsy  girl,  and  Hagar,  her 
mother.    This  is  a  powerful,  dramatic  tale. 

"  The  Shark."     George  Walsh  (Fox). 

A THRILLING  romance  of  the  sea.  full  of 
exciting  situations  nnd  stirring  moments, 
admirably  acted  by  the  athletic  star  and 
a  fine  cast.    Fights  and  a  strong  love  interest 
that  will  enthral  young  and  old  alike. 

"  The  Counterfeit."   Elsie  Ferguson  (Para- 
mount- A  rtcra ft). 

AN  original  story  of  a  girl  who  struggled  to 
save  her  invalid  mother  from  poverty. 
The  beautiful  star  in  quite  a  neV  role — 
Secret  Service  agent — in  which  she  is  called  upon 
to  tackle  sofe-cracking.  Elsie  Ferguson  again 
proves  herself  a  great  actress.  Beautiful  settings 
of  fashionablo  Newport,  U.S.A. 

"A    Bachelor's    Wife."      Maby  Miles 
Minteb  (Astra). 

A LIVELY  story  of  mistaken  identity  with 
the  dainty  little  star  in  a  delightful  role. 
As  the  young  Irish  girl  who  undertakes  to 
find  the  husband  of  her  deserted  sister,  nnd 
takes  the  baby  with  her,  she  achieves  another 
distinct  success. 


Bare  Fists."     Harry  Carey  (Oautnonl). 
PICTURESQUE  romance  of  the  cattle 
country,   with   the  redoubtable  Harry- 
Carey  as  Cheyenne  Harry. 

"The    Ghost    Flower."     Alma  Rubens 
( Western-Import). 

A TALE  of  the  intrigues  of  the  Camorra. 
with  Alma  Rubens  as  Guilia.  a  lovely 
Neapolitan  girl,  relentlessly  pursued  by 
a  dreaded  agent. 

"  Fools'    Gold."     Florence    Turner  and 
Mitchell  Lewis  (Stoll). 

A DRAMATIC  photo-play  showing  how  tho 
happiness  denied  to  a  man  and  woman 
was  realised  by  their  children,  but  only 
after  much  sorrow  and  misunderstanding.  A 
mine  disaster  and  n  thrilling  rescue  are  sensa- 
tional episodes  in  this  film. 

"A  Temperamental  Wife."  i 

Talmadge  ( Walturdaiv). 

ATYPICAL  role  for  Constance  Talmadge. 
This  star,  who  is  now  in  the  foremost 
rank  as  comedy  actress,  plays  the  part 
of  a  wife  who  is  jealous  of  her  husband's  secre- 
tary. Most  amusing  situations  ensue,  and  th» 
whole  play  runs  with  »j  dash  nnd  sparkle  that 
cannot  fail  to  thoroughly  entertain. 

"The  Girl  of  To-day."   Cobinne  GBrrrrrH 

THIS  screen-play  endeavours  to  show  the 
spirit  of  the  girl  of  to-day.  In  thrilling 
situations  and  stirring  scenes  are  shown 
the  adventures  of  an  American  girl  who  is  tho 
means  of  unmasking  a  German  spy.  Cupid 
takes  a  hnnd.  however,  with  a  Secret  Service 
lover,  nnd,  with  tho  exposure  of  the  villain, 
misunderstandings  are  cleared  up  and  happiness 
abounds.        <j  tn  ..  piCTl:RF.  Sbq*  ••  Critic. 

ricture  Show,  November  2Qt/t,  1920. 



A  delightfully  unconventional  photo  of  LEATRICE  JOY  playing  with       LEATRICE  is  very  fond  of  music,  and  here  you  see  her  after  a  busy 
a  little  friend,  for  whom  she  is  cutting  out  paper  toys.  day  at  the  studio,  trying  over  a  new  song. 

The  piano  is  not  the  only  instrument  LEATRICE 
JOY  can  play.    Playing  the  banjoline  is  another 
of  her  accomplishments. 

A  happy  home  snapshot  of  LEATRICE,  taken  in 
the  garden  with  her  mother,  who  is  very  proud  of 
her  gifted  daughter. 

LEATRICE  JOY  is  a  very  versatile  young  lac'y. 
She  is  almost  as  clever  with  the  typewriter  is 
she  is  on  the  screen.  / 


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Mr.  Reeves  Chats  About  Hts 
Old    Friend    Charlie  Cktfdin. 


IF  you  will  cast 
your  mind  back 
to  the  early 
days  of  tho  motion- 
picturo  industry, 
when  the  old  Lubin 
Company  was  one 
of  the  important 
factors  in  t  he  busi- 
ness, you  will  recol- 
lect that  the  star 
comedian  of  that 
concern  was  Billie 
Reeves — B  i  1 1  ie 
Reeves  the  famous 
music-hall  c  o  m  e- 
dian,  whose  present 
sketch,  "The 
Right  Key  but  the 
Wi"bng  Flat,"  is 
amusing  audiences  all  over  the  country,  and 
whose  name  has  been  before  the  public  since  he 
was  a  little  boy.  It  was  not  of  those  Lubin 
days,  however,  that  Mr.  Reeves  chatted  to  me 
the  other  evening,  but  of  his  more  famous  asso- 
ciation with  Fred  Karno,  and,  through  Fred 
Karno,  with  Charlie  Chaplin. 

"  Almost  every  day  of  my  life,"  remarked  the 
genial  Mr.  Reeves,  "  some  journalist  comes  to 
me  and  says,  '  Tell  me  about  Charlie  Chaplin,' 
and  I  suppose  you  are  no  exception  to  the  rule  ?  " 
I  did  not  deny  the  soft  impeachment. 

"  Well,  then  "  began  Mr.  Reeves. 

"  But  first,"  I  interposed,  "  I  should  like  to 
hear  the  details  of  your  career  prior  to  Charlie's 
entrance  to  the  story."  _ 

And  here  ore  the  facts  as  Mr.  Reeves  gave 
them  to  me. 

An  Interesting  Career. 

BILLIE  REEVES,  son  of  John  Reeves,  was 
born  with  Lord  George  Sanger's  circus, 
where  his  father  Was  a  lion-tamer  and  his 
mother  an  equestrienne.    At  seven  years  old 
he  was  in  the  ring  himself.    When  he  left 
Sanger's  circus  he  went  to  France  with  Bostock 

and  Wombwell,  later  joining  tho  Folies  Bergfro. 
Next  came  engagements  with  tho  Fletcher 
Troupe  and  "  The  Three  Musical  G's  "  ;  seven 
years  on  tho  legitimate  stage,  and  then  an 
engagement  with  Fred  Karno. 

With  Karno  Mr.  Reeves  remained  for  twelve 
years,  during  which  time  he  figured  in  such 
successes  as  Hilarity,"  ''  Jail  Birds,"  "  Early 
Birds,"  a  pantomimic  version  of  "  Oliver 
Twist,"  and  "  Mumming  Birds."  This  famous 
sketch  was  played  for  two  yoars  in  England 
before  being  sent  to  France,  and  it  was  whilo 
it  was  on  at  the  Oxford  that  tho  lato  Chas. 
Frohman  saw  it,  and  announced  his  intention 
of  sending  it  to  America.  As  "  A  Night  in  an 
English  Music-hall  "  it  played  in  the  States  from 
coast  to  coast — a  distance  of  over  G.000  miles — 
one  of  its  landing-stages  being  at  Hammer- 
stein's,  on  Broadway,  where  it  stayed  for  four 
consecutive  months.  Alfred  Reeves  was  a  promi- 
nent member  of  the  troupe,  and  it  was  with  his 
brother  that  Billie  went  to  America,  performing 
at  a  salary  of  £40  a  week. 

At  the  end  of  three  years  Alfred  Reeves 
brought  tho  Karno  troupe  home,  but  his  brother 
remained  behind,  having  accepted  an  even  more 
lucrative  engagement  in  the  Ziegfeld  Follies, 
with  which  he  remained  for  four  years  before 
joining  Lubin  and  appearing  in  films. 

Enter  Charlie. 

WHILE  Billie  Reeves  had  been  playing  in 
America,  Charlie  Chaplin  had  been  fill- 
ing his  place  in  the  Karno  company  at 
home,  figuring  in  such  Karno  classics  as 
"  Casey's  Court  "  and  "  The  Football  Match," 
so  when  it  was  decided  to  send  the  "  Night  in 
an  English  Music-hall  "  troupe  out  to  America 
again,  Mr.  Karno  instructed  Alfred  Reeves  to 
take  Charlie  with  him. 

"  Charlie  played  my  old  part  in  America," 
Billie  Reeves  told  me,  and  '  got  away  '  with  it 
splendidly.  In  1911,  when  my  brother  returned 
once  more  with  the  troupe,  he  left  Chaplin 
behind,  and  it  was  then  that  he  joined  the  Mack 
Sennett  forces.    He  had  been  getting  £8  a  week 


The  Fascination  of  trie  Short  Skirt  Its  Effedt  Uf>on  Footwear: — 
Its  Smartness  and  Its  Pitfalls — The  Picture  Girl  s  Office  Frock. 

THERE  is  a  rumour  afloat  that  skirts  are  to 
be  decidedly  longer  during  the  coming 
winter.  This  news  will  cause  a  flutter  of 
distress  to  the  majority  of  women,  for  very  few 
wish  to  -return  to  the  skirt  of  ungainly  length 
thai  nearly  dragged  the  ground,  and  hampered 
all  the  movements  into  the  bargain.  The  short 
skirt  is  such  an  approved  favourite,  however, 
that  I  fancy  the  design  of  greater  length  would 
have  a  distinct  difficulty  in  finding  favour  in 
milady's  eyes. 

Attention  to  the  Feet. 

WHETHER  tight  or  full,  tho  skirt  that  is 
cut  a  dozen  inches  from  tho  ground  is 
as  becoming  as  it  is  hygienic,  allowing 
as  it  does  for  perfect  freedom,  and  keeping  the 
lower  part  of  the  frock  free  from  dust  and  dirt. 
But  more  important  still  is  the  fact  that  it  has 
taught  the  British  girl  how  essential  it  is  for 
her  feet  to  bo  always  perfectly  groomed  and 
ingrained  into  her  the  desire  for  smart  shoes  and 
nice  stockings.  For  it  is  an  undisputed  fact 
that  more  attention  is  being  paid  to  footwear, 
now  than  a  few  years  ago.  Then  it  was  not  an 
unusual  thing  to  see  a  girl  wearing  shoes  that 
were  heavy  and  ungainly  in  make,  and  that 
were  down  at  heel  into  the  bargain.  Not  so 
now,  however.  Every  girl  you  pass  in  the 
street  steps  forth  with  smartly  clad  feet  peeping 
from  beneath  a  short,  neat,  little  skirt. 

The  Tango  Style. 

UNFORTUNATELY,    the   dressing   of  the 
feet  is  in  some  instances    very  much 
overdone,  but  happily  this  is  not  often 
the  case. 

Black  shoes  with  lacings  of  ribbon  tied  up  the 
leg  and  light-coloured  stockings  worn  out  of 
doors  are  in  extremely  bad  taste,  and  spoil  any 
other  attempt  the  wearer  has  made  to  look 
smart  in  the  way  of  clothes.  Ribbon  lacings 
are  certainly  effective  for  evening  wear ;  but 

even  then  the  whole  set 
—  shoes,  stockings,  and 
lacings — should  be  of  the 
same  colour  if  they  are 
to  look  pretty.  Dark 
lacings  on  light  stockings, 
are  fatal  for  showing  up  the 
size  of  the  feet.  Not  that 
girls  are  as  stupidly  sensi- 
tive over  the  size  of  their 
feet  as  they  were  years 
ago.  They  vill  not  sacrifice 
comfort  for  the  sake  of 
making  their  "  four  " 
.foot  squeeze  into  a  "  small 
three  "  ;  but  at  the  same 
time  they  will  be  wiser  to 
avoid  any  touch  of  undue 

The  fashion  for  coloured 
shoes  is  a  delightful  one, 
and  one  that  has  caught  on 
considerably.  Soft  greys, 
fawns  and  browns  all  look 
delightful,  both  in  sued'o 
leather  and  antelope  ;  and 
if  worrrwith  a  costume  of 
the  same  bus,  add  just  tho 
right  touch  of  smartness  to 
the  toilette. 

A  Word  of  Reproach. 

HERE  I  must  add  a 
word  of  reproach  to 
the  wearer  of  suede 
shoes  who  forgets  to  clean 
them  regularly,  thinking 
that  their  texture  does 
not  show  the  dirt.  Per- 
haps it  does  not  at  first, 
but  very  soon  the  shoes 
show  signs  of  neglect,  and 

No.  28,587. 
A  smart  frock 
of  Navy  gabar- 
dine, with  trimmings  of 
braid,  specially  designed 
for  the  Picture  Girl  by 
the  Editress  of  "  Home 

with  Kama's  company,  but  he  jumped  to  £110 
with  Sonnctt,  w  ith  whom  he  stayed  a  year.  Then 
ho  went  to  another  company  for  £200  a  week, 
during  which  time  ho  played  with  Marie  Dressier 
in  '  Tillie's  Nightmare.'  Mario  Dressier  had  the 
stellar  part,  but  when  tho  film  appeared  the  only 
star  was  Charlio.  Ho  just  romped  away  with 
the  honours. 

A  Little  Sidelight. 

"  I  SHOULD  liko  to  give  you  a  little  sidelight 
|  on  the  kindness  of  Charlie's  nature,"  con- 
tinued Mr.  Reeves.  "  My  present  sketch, 
'  Tho  Right  Key  but  the  Wrong  Flat,'  has  been 
performed  all  over  tho  world,  and  two  years  ago 
I  took  it  to  tho  Orpheum,  Los  Angeles.  When  I 
arrived  at  the  film  city  whom  should  I  find 
awaiting  me  but  my  old  friend  Charlie,  now 
grown  a  rich  and  successful  man.  There  he  was 
with  his  motor-car  waiting  for  me,  and  he  and 
my  brother  Alf — now  his  business  manager — gavo 
me  a  royal  welcome.  It  does  my  heart  good 
now  to  think  of  the  warmth  of  Charlie's  greeting. 

"  At  the  Orpheum  Elsie  Janis  and  I  were  tho 
chief  turns,  but  it  was  for  me  that  Charlie  and 
his  friends  bought  the  house  out  tho  first  night. 
I  played  there  for  two  weeks,  but  spent  a  month 
in  Los  Angeles  altogether,  and  had  the  time  of 
my  lite.  Charlio  invited  me  down  to  the  studio 
with  him,  and  took  me  round  the  beautiful 
country  and  to  Catalina  Island,  and  altogether 
gave  me  a  royal  holiday. 

"The  Best  Little  Fellow  Alive." 

"  X/ES,"  concluded  Mr.  Reeves,  "  Charles 
J  Spencer  Chaplin  is  the  best  little  fellow 
alive,  and  the  charming  thing  about 
him  is  that  he  has  no  '  side  '  whatever.  He  is  as 
free  from  that  as  in  the  days  when  he  had  but 
£2  10s.  a  week,  and  that  is  more  than  one  could 
say  of  some  great  men." 

"And  how  about  your  own  film  career  ?"  I 
queried  as  I  rose  to  take  my  departure.  "  Shall 
we  see  you  on  the  screen  again  ?  " 

But  in  view  of  his  present  vaudeville  activities, 
Mr.  Reeves  could  not  say. 

May  Herschel  Clarke. 

to  the  critical  eye  appear  no  better  than  a 
dusty,  dirty  pair  of  black  leather. 

It  is  not  often  that  new  fashions  in  footwear 
make  themselves  especially  noticeable,  but  this 
year  must  be  an  exception  to  the  rule,  for  all 
kinds  of  new  and  wonderful  styles  have  crept 
into  favour.  First  of  all  tho  ankle  strap,  then 
the  shoe  with  banded  instep,  and  now  all  kinds 
of  wonderful  sandal -shaped  styles.  All  becoming 
in  their  way,  but  to  look  well  must  suit  the  shape 
of  the  foot  they  adorn.  The  slim-ankled  maiden, 
for  instance,  does  not  become  the  shoe  with  the 
ankle-strap,  while  the  sandalled  stylo  certainly 
looks  most  ugly  on  the  fat  foot,  that  bulges 
through  all  the  various  straps  of  leather. 

The  long  slim  shoe  is  the  predominant  fashion 
just  now,  and  very  pretty  it  looks.  But  woe 
betide  the  girl  with  the  wide  foot  who  affects 
this  style.  It  will  mean  endless  agony  to  her, 
and  perhaps  be  the  cause  of  many  unnecessary 
corns  and  bunions.  She  will  be  wiser  to  stick  to 
the  square-toed  shape,  leaving  the  slim  style 
for  her  slender-footed  sister.  The  girl  who  will 
be  fashionable  and  buys  every  shape  that  comes 
into  fashion  is  indeed  foolish,  for  as  she  dons  a 
different -shaped  shoe  each  day  she  does  endless 
harm  to  her  feet,  and  paves  the  way  for  untold 
agonies  in  the  future. 

The  Picture  Girl's  Office  Frock. 

WITH   her  usual  regard  to  neatness  and 
economy,  the  Picture  Girl  has  chosen 
ordinary  Navy-blue  gabardine  for  her 
office  frock  for  everyday  wear.    It  looks  particu- 
larly well,  too,  with  its  trimmings  of  wide  black 
silken  braid. 

In  design  it  is  novel  with  its  smart  collar  that 
rolls  high  to  the  neck,  although,  of  course,  this 
can  bo  turned  down  if  desired.  It  is  also 
fashioned  with  the  new  long-waisted  effect,  the 
bodice  being  joined  at  the  hip  line  to  tho  skirt, 
while  the  fulness  at  the  waist  is  drawn  in  by  a 
belt.    The  sleeves  are  set  into  ordinary  arm-holes. 

Patterns  of  this  frock  can  be  obtained  in  22, 
24,  26  and  28  inch  waist  sizes,  from  the  PICTURE 
SHOW  Pattern  Dept.,  291a,  Oxford  Street, 
London,  W.l,  for  Is.  each.  P.O.  to  be  made 
payable  to  the  PICTURE  SHOW. 

A  Dresser. 

Picture  Shoxc,  November  20t!i,  1920. 

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Beauty  Midway 
Between  Two 


"  \/IRTUE,"  says  Aristotle,  "  ia  a  mean 
*     between  two  vices." 

Thus  generosity  is  a  mean  between  foolish 
extravagance  and  avarice  ;  modesty  a  mean 
between  prudishness  and  wanton-ness  ;  a  good 
comedy  a  mean  between  a  revue  and  a  pro- 
pagandist play. 

I  suppose  the  reverse  is  true,  i.e.,  that  a  vice 
is  a'  mean  between  two  virtues.  But  there  is 
probably  something  wrong  in  the  assumption. 
Like  the  converse  of  "  All  cabbages  are  vege- 
tables," which  is  "  All  vegetables  are  cabbages," 
and  which  landed  one  in  a  logical  muddle  in 
one's  schooldays. 

The  axiom  holds  good  when  applied  to 
beauty  ;  a  beautiful  figure  is  the  mean  between 
the  ugly  extremes  of  leanness  and  obesity.  A 
beautiful  face  has  neither  too  much  nor  too 
little  hair  upon  it — crudely,  in  a  woman,  the 
eyebrows  and  lashes  are  luxuriant,  yet  no 
downy  growth  blurs  the  outline  of  cheek  and 
upper  lip.  Our  convention  which  demands  that 
women  should  have  long  eyelashes  but  no 
moustaches  would  probably  seem  curious  to 
certain  savages  who  shave  eyebrows  and 
lashes,  and.  admire  moustaches  in  women,  just 
as  our  partiality  for  white  teeth  would  astonish 
the  Hottentots  who  prefer  them  black  or 
yellow  ! 

In  Europe,  however,  and  among  the  civilised 
Eastern  races,  the  beauty  of  long  curling  eye- 
lashes and  delicately  marked  brows  cannot  be 

What  glorious  lashes  one  sees  in  the  East ; 
especially  among  the  Greek  girls  in  the  native 
quarter  of  Cairo.  The  tendency  among  such 
beauties  to  grow  superfluous  hair  on  the  face  is 
combated  by' the  razor  or  by  depilatory  paste, 
recipes  handed  down  sometimes  from  the  daj's 
of  Cleopatra  or  the  glory  of  Carthage. 

In  England  women  are  beginning  to  realise 
that  neither  shaving  nor  electrolysis  are  ideal 
for  removing  unwanted  hair.  A  method  which 
is  steadily  gaining  in  popularity  is  that  of  treat- 
ing the  superfluous  hair  with  a  paste  made  of 
pure  pheminol  and  water.  The  paste  is  spread 
rather  thickly  on  the  hair,  and  allowed  to  dry 
thoroughly.  The  hair  is  completely  destroyed 
and  can  then  be  painlessly  removed  with  a 
very  blunt  knife  or  a  piece  of  cardboard. 

The  application  of  a  little  tckko  paste  is 
recommended  after  the  hair  has  been  removed 
with  the  pheminol. 

The  trouble  with  most  English  women,  how- 
ever, is  not  that  they  have  too  much  hair  on 
their  face,  but  too  little.  Scanty  eyebrows, 
and  poor,  light  lashes  are  common  in  this 
country,  and  often  render  an  otherwise  charm- 
ing face  insipid  or  even  plain.  It  is  a  good  and 
safe  plan  to  encourage  the  growth  of  brows  and 
lashes  by  the  occasional  application  of  a  little 
mennaline.  Mennalinc  is  rather  a  pleasant 
substance  to  use,  and  it  has  the  advantage  of 
not  only  increasing  the  growth  of  the  eyelashes, 
but  also  of  giving  them  a  delightful  inclination 
to  curl  at  the  tips. 

The  eyes  owe  half  their  expression  and  charm 
to  the  lashes  surrounding  them,  just  as  the  face 
owes  so  much  to  its  frame  of  hair. 



WHEN  everything  has  been  said  for  and  against 
the  film  serial,  the  comedy,  and  the  domestic 
drama  of  the  familiar  type,  there  remains  the 
simple  romantic  story  with  its  attraction  over  all 
others  as  powerful  as  before.  It  is  the  one  thing  upon 
the  screen  of  which  the  public  is  never  likely  to  tire, 
whatever  other  changes  they  may  demand  in  their 
entertainment.  Yet  the  reason  lies  neither  in  the 
production  nor  in  the  telling  of  this  particular  type  of 
story,  though  both  these  things  may  undoubtedly 
contribute  much  to  its  success.  It  is  in  the  heart 
that  one  must  seek  it.  For  however  changeable  men 
and  women  may  be  in  their  affections,  the  love  of 
romance  in  each  is  the  one  human  characteristic 
which  is  never  wholly  removed  even  with  the  passing 
of  years. 

It  is  trne  that  the  Darbys  and  Joans  of  to-day  will 
derive  their  pleasure  in  looking  back  on  the  romance 
of  their  past.  But  there  will  be  the  proof,  at  any 
rate,  that  they  have  altered  but  little.  Naturally  with 
youth  it  will  be  otherwise,  for  it  has  both  the  present 
and  the  future,  and  what  wonderful  gifts  may  not 
either  contain  !  And  it  is  on  the  screen  that  both  age 
and  youth  desire  to  see  more  of  romance  in  pictures. 

Women  are  essentially  the  romantic  sex,  and  it  is 
they  who  comprise  the  major  portion  of  the  audiences 
at  most  picture  theatres.  They  may  not  go  there  solely 
to  see  romance  picturised,  but  they  certainly  like  it 
best.  The  girl  sitting  by  her  lover's  side  in  a  cinema 
finds  her  greatest  happiness  when  following  the  hero 
and  heroine  through  a  romantic  story.  She  can 
understand  something  of  their  joys  ;  she  can  sym- 
pathise, too,  with  their  hopes  and  desires.  And  there 
is  the  equal  pleasure  it  affords  the  girl  without  a  hero 
of  her  own  and  the  woman  who  is  married.  For  each 
of  them  romance  on  the  screen  has  something  to  tell 
them  of  hopes  not  yet  realised  or  of  days  that  have 

Were  producers  to  give  still  more  of  romance  they 
would  delight  the  public  as  never  before.  It's  a 
subject  which  cannot  be  exhausted,  and  the  charm  of 
which  will  always  remain  fresh  and  sweet. 



Will  readers  kindly  remember  that  as  this  paper 
goes  to  press  a  considerable  time  before  publica- 
tion, letters  cannot  be  answered  in  the  next  issue  ? 
A  stamped  and  addressed  envelope  must  accom- 
pany any  letter  requiring  an  early  reply.  Every 
letter  should  give  the  full  name  and  address  of 
the  writer  (not  for  publication),  as  no  anonymous 
communications  can  be  answered.  Address  :  The 
Editor,  "Picture  Show,"  Room  85,  The  Fleetway 
House,  Farringdon  Street,  London,  EX. 4. 

"  Gerat.dine  "  (Lclgh-on-Sea).  —  Your  writing 
seems  good  enough,  Geraldinc,  but  are  you  sure  you 
signed  your  full  name  each  time  you  wrote  asking 
questions  ?  (Irace  Darmond  was  with  Wallace  Reid 
in  "  The  Valley  of  the  Giants."  Some  of  Ethel 
Clayton's  films  are:  "  The  Girl  Who  Came  Back," 
"  The  Whims  of  Society,"  "  Broken  Chains,"  "  Mag- 
gie Pepper,"  and  "  Love's  Bargain."  There  is  no 
charge  whatever  to  be  answered  on  this  page,  so  you 
are  welcome. 

"  Ida  "  (Bradford). — I  am  pleased  you  have 
written,  for  now  you  can  convince  your  friend  that 
you  have  courage,  and  also  that  I  am  a  most  harmless 
specimen.  Madlainc  Traverse  was  born  in  1887, 
but  Violet  -Hopson  does  not  state  her  age.  A  Una 
Taylor  is  in  her  twenties.  The  first  named  artiste 
has  dark  brown  hair,  hazel  brown  eyes,  and  is  5ft.  9in. 
In  height.  Henry  Edwards  is  a  bachelor  and  has 
brown  hair  and  grey  eyes.  Lew  Cody  was  the 
villain  in  "  The  Bride's  Awakening." 

"  North  Country  Lass  "  (Carlisle). — Only  one  of 
your  questions  has  white  hairs,  for  it  has  been  answered 
on  this  page  so  often.  "  Is  Stewart  Rome  married  ?  " 
is  now  among  the  ancients.  Cameron  Carr  was  in 
"  In  the  Gloaming,"  and  Gerald  Ames  played  in 

"  A  Turf  Conspiracy."  Yes,  Jack  Holt  was  opposite 
Enid  Bennett  in  "  A  Desert  Wooing."  Gregory 
Scott  is  single.  I  will  try  and  oblige  about  Peggy 
Carlisle  as  soon  as  I  know. 

I  "  TONY  "  (Dublin). — So  you'got  your  sister  to  start 
off  your  letter  by  saying  I  ought  to  have  a  pet  name, 
and  having  gained  courage  after  that  "  blarney,"  you 
sat  down  and  wrote  the  rest  of  the  epistle.  However, 
I  th, ink  you  both  for  the  compliments  sprinkled 
therein.  Ethel  Clayton  was  born  in  1890,  but  her 
birthday  has  not  been  revealed. 

F.  J.  (Clitheroe). — Of  course,  you  arc  welcome 
again.  You  must  have  misread  my  answer  in  the 
issue  for  November  1st.  as  you  wil  see  that  the  replies 
are  nil  differently  numbered,  which  means  they  refer 
to  different  questions.  Lew  Cody,  of  course,  is  not 
married  to  Ca»«iel  Myers.  So  you  arc  quite  in  love 
with  Bruce  Gordon.  He  will  have  to  tell  us  more 
about  himself.  In  "  A  Little  Child  Shall  Lead  Them," 
the  others  with  him  were  Queeuie  Thomas,  Walter 
Timms,  and  Adeline  Hayden. 

"  Pip  "  (Leatherhead). — Ye?,  there  has  been  an  art 
plate  of  Alma  Taylor.  Some  of  thB  popular  artiste's 
films  are  :  "  Oliver  Twist,"  "  Heart  of  Midlothian," 

Comin'  Thro'  the  Rye,"  "  Boundary  House." 
"  Touch  of  a  Child,"  and  "  The  Nature  of  the  Beast." 

"  Marguerite  "  (Fishbourne). — Art  plates  ot 
Marv  Pickford  have  already  been  given  away  with 
these  issues  :  Mav  3rd,  1919  ;  Oct.  25th,  1919 ;  Dec. 
20th,  1919;  and  March  13th,  of  this  year.  The  last 
one  was  a  big  double  one  of  her.  Peggy  Carlisle  ha» 
appeared  in  "  Comradeship,"  which  was  her  first 
picture,  and  also  in  "  God's  Good  Man,"  "  The 
Keeper  of  the  Door,"  and  "  Rocks  of  Valpre." 
William  Russell.  Lucille  Lee  -Stewart,  and  Robert 
Cain  in  "  Eastward  Ho  !  " 

G.  G.  (London,  E.C.). — Burton  Law  was  the  artista 
in  "  The  Little  White  Savage."  Why  can't  yon 
write  to  your  favourite  through  this  office  ? 

"  Tiny  "  (Ferry-bank); — If  your  sister  has  had  a 
photo  from  Mary.  I  am  sure  she  would  not  disappoint 
you,  Francis  MacDouald  was  born  iu  Bowling 
Green,  Kentucky,  twentyjiiine  years  ago.  His  wife 
is  Mac  Bush. 

"  Spasms  "  (EarlsfieldV. — Yes,  I  get  them,  too — 
the  merry  kind,  of  course.  The  part  of  the  son  of 
Lord  Broughton  in  "  General  Post,"  was  taken  bv 
Colston  Mansell.  No,  Gordon  Griffith  is  not  related 
to  the  producer  of  the  same  name. 

N.  A.  M.  B.  (Worthing)  and  "  Janet  "  (Balham).— 
"The  Gardeu  of  Allah  was  filmed  some  time  ago. 
and  the  hero  and  heroine  in  it  were  Tom  Santschi  and 
Helen  Ware. 

"  Mamik  "  (Greenock). — I  conld  spare  you  anything 
except  money.  Violet.  Hopson  and  Stewart  Rome 
are  not  married  tovach  other.  That  little  bit  ought 
to  be  learnt  by  heart.  True,  Nicholas  is  her  very 
own  son.  and  a  clever  one,  too.  Nay,  Mamie.  Katherine 
MacDonald  is  not  a  Scotch  lass,  for  she  was  boru  in 
Pittsburg,  U.S.A. 

T.  A.  K.  (South  Gosforth). — So  your  brother  and 
you  have  been  having  an  argument  lasting  over  a 
week.  I  hope  this  will  find  that  peace  has  been 
declared.  Anyway,  he  appears  to  take  a  lot  of  con- 
vincing, for  you  were  easily  right.  H.  S.  Northrup 
was  the  villain  in  "  The  Way  of  the  Strong."  and  he 
is  certainly  not  the  same  person  as  William  Conklin. 

"  Nosey  "  (Manchester). — Fancy  calling  yourself 
that,  "fwas  Alan  Forrest  in  "  Rosemary  Climbs  the 
Heights  "  who  captivated  your  fancy  so.  In  "  The 
Rock  of__Ages,"— the  part  of  Father  O'Flynn  was 
taken  by' Bernard  Vaughan.  Campbell  Gillian  was 
the  artiste  in  "Caste"  in  which  the  lead  was  taken 
by  Sir  John  Hare. 

"  Picture  Mad  "  .(Southwold). — Alma  Taylor  Is 
single,  and  Clara  Kimball  Young  is  not  married  now. 
Kathleen  Clifford  was  twenty-six  oil  February  10th 
last,  and  was  born  in  Charlottesville.  She  has  light 
brown  hair,  brown  eyes,  and  is  an  inch  over  5  ft.  Shu  . 
was  partly  educated  in  this  country.  Ruth  Clifford's 
real  Christian  name  is  Catherine.  She  was  born  in 
1900.  Marie  Walcamp,  who  Is  the  wife  of  Harlan 
Tucker,  was  born  on  July  27th,  1891. 

(Afore  atfwsrs  on  next  page.) 

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20,000-word  complete  tale  of  the 
Cirls  of  Cliff  Mouse.  Every 
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Answers  to  Correspondents  fl^u;;: 

••  Carol  "  «Jt.  Berldianipstod).-  -So  you  kpflw  me 
to  bo  "  a  man  nil  over  '  r.y  my  replies  .'  1  confcssto 
it  But  yqu  cvidteutiy  take  me  good-naturedly 
which  is'the  spirit  also  In  wtok*  1  write.  \our  eMfi- 
£c  i  n VqulS  Bond,  but  though  it  has  been  eon- 
S  already,  it  is  the  apace  that's  lacking  A  bo 
same,  1  want  vow  an.!  every  reader,  ta  t4et,  to  let  mo 
have  opiuioiw  about  the  Am  W  £ 
wanted  and  1  will  deal  with  the  most  toterwttngoJ 
such  opinions  ta  editorials.  Gwy^e  Hcrbertwa*  bam 
IB  Suskv.  a  must  kxata  the  exact  spot  tatW),  »Bd 
may  be  seen  in  "  All  s  Button."  Her  other  fflgK  are 
••  Boundary  House/'  "  The  Kinsman  and  **m- 
slon."  Yes.  Ivy  Duke  was  in  the  »t«gc  play  J  "c 
Maid  of  tlie  Mountains." 

"  FBRNOH  Gms"  (Liverpool).— Pleased  to  hear, 
from  vou.  and  i£  it  is  art  ptateB  you  wan.,  one  ol 
Marv  Pi.kford  w.vs  given  away  with i  the ismk  lor 
Mar.h  13th,  and  one  of  Mary  Miles  Mmter  wit lit he 
"P  S  "  for  August  Hth.  Harrison  Ford  was  with 
Vivian'  Martin  in  "  You  Sever  Saw  Su.  h  a  <  .irl  and 
Vernon  Steele  in  "The  Witness  for  th"  Defer.,  e 
Yes,  your  favourites  may- oblige  yon  it  you  write  to 

thFUB.  (Slicffl.ld)  and  others  -  -With  regard  to  the 
cover  of  the  issue  for  October  9»i  the  photos  of  he 
sisters  Talmadge,  reading  from  left  to  right  wi  n 
those  of  Natalie,  Norma  and  Constance.  This  «il 
help  to  subdue  all  the  fierce  arguments  which  Have 

,6  if  g  (Antwerp).— Cheyenne  Harry  or  Harry 
Care'v  as  his  screen  admirers  also  know  him,  was  born 
in  Sew  York.  He  appears  to  have  tried  his  hau  l  at  a 
good  many  things,  ranging  from  cowboy  to  his  present 
occupation.  There  is  6  ft.  of  him,  surmounted  bv 
Monde  hair.  His  life  story  appeared  in  the  J»"^ 
Cinema "  for  May  15th.  _  • 

"  NOR  \niscriT  "  (Stonebridgc  Park). — I  hope  it 
ta=tes  nice,  anyway,  though  1  can't  say  I  have  heard 
of  a  biscuit  like  that  before.  James  L.  Crane,  who  is 
the  husband  of  Alice  Brady,  was  born  m  Bantoul.  ill. 
His  height  is  5  ft.  11  ins.,  and  he  has  black .  hair  and 
grey  eyes.  Yes,  he  has  played  opposite  Billie  burke, 
as  weli  as  his  wife,  in  some  of  her  pictin-cs.  Norman 
Kerry,  please  inform  your  sister,  was  born  in  Rochester, 
New  York,  end  has  dark'  hair  and  hazel  eyes.  In 
height  he  measures  6  ft.  2  in. 

"  Babbits  "  (East  Ham).— The  ages  you  want  are 
Virginia  Pearson,  thirtv-two  ;  Vivian  Martin,  twenty- 
two  :  and  Bnth  Clifford,  twenty.    Viola  Vale,  was 
opposite  Earle  Williams  in  "  The  Hornet's  Nest. 
(More  answers  next  we>.k. 

I  will  tell  you  Free  how 
to  Reduce  Your  Weight 

I  was  just  a  strong  young  woman,  lull  -of  life  and 
vigour,  and  fond  of  good  things  to  eat.  enjoying  life 
to  its  fullest  extent,  when  suddenly  my  weight  began 
to  increase,  and.  strong  as  1  was,  1  began  to  feel 
the  burden,  especially  as  I  am  a  business  woman 
and  have  plenty  of  work  to  do.  While  my  earthly 
self  was  rapidly  assuming  abnormal  proportions,  the 
progress  in  this  direction  brought  sorrow  and  con- 
sternation, because  I  knew  that  I  must  give  up 
business  or  reduce  my  weight  1  began  to  feel 
lonely,  because  1  felt  that  my  company  was  no  longer 
desired,  and  1  made  up  ray  mind  that  1  was  at  tho 
dangerous  point  of  my  lite. 

One  day  an  inspiration  came  to  me.  after  I  had 
spent  time,  money,  an  1  patience  in  vain  effort  to 
become  3lim  again.  1  acted  upon  this  inspiration 
and  succeeded,  for  30  lbs.  of  ponderous  weight 
vanished  in  live  weeks.  I  did  not  use  drugs,  practice 
tiresome  exercises,  nor  starvation  diet,  nor  wear  any 
appliances,  hut  reduced  myself  by  a  simple  home 
method,  and  although  this  is  some  time  ago.  I  have 
never  gained  any  weight  since  and  my  health  is  as 
good  as  I  could  wish. 

Yon  could  reduce  your  weight  the  same  as  I  have 
done,  and  1  will  tell  yon  how  fr.-e.  if  you  will  enclose 
two  penny  at*  nips  to  pay  postage. 

W  tirace  Hartland  (Dept.  52),  Diamond  House, 
Hat  ton  Garden.  Loudon  E.C  ft 


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Please  keep  these  addresses  for  reference. 

CH A  KERB  BU  V ANT.  AU.A  XA/.I.MO\  A.  cure  Of 
Metro  Pictures  Corporation,  Hollywood.  California, 

ETNA  CAVAEIEHI.  care  of  Famons-Lasky 
Studios  Vine  Street,  llollvwood.  California,  I'.S.A. 

EI  ELIAN  <1ISH,  ROTH  CLIFFORD;  care  of 
Frohman  Amusement  Corporation,  Times  Building, 
New  York  City,  E.S.A. 

(More  addresses  next  week.) 

"19,  20,- 
my  plate's 


There's  no  pudding 
left  on  the  plate  when 
it  is  served  with  Bird's 
Custard  as  hot  sauce. 

You  can  have  no  better 
sauce  for  a  boiled  or  steamed 
pudding ;  and  Bird's,  so 
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owes  its  superiority  to  the  rare  good  quality  of  its 
ingredients,  and  to  distinct  methods  of  manufacture. 

It  should  be  a  mother's  care  to  see  thatshe  really  gets  Bird's 
Custard.  Millions  of  mothers  take  this  care  each  week,  knowing 
that  BIRD'S  adds  25%  nutriment  to  the  milk  with  which  it 
is  prepared. 

Responsibility  for  Purity. 

We  take  this  upon  ourselves.    We  guarantee  that  \ 
I   BIRD'S  is  "the  Pare  Custard,"  and  we  make  it  only  \ 
of  the  finest  quality  ingredients  that  money  can  buy.  \ 

'7  keep  my  Curtains  beautifully  snow-white  with  Onto." 

INDEED  I  wash,  bleach,  and  purify  all  my  white 
things  quite  easily  with  Omo  by  following  the 
simple  directions  given  for  its  use.  I  just  put  the 
white  things  into  cold  water  with  Omo,  bring  them 
to  the  boil,  let  them  boil  for  half-an-hour,  rinse, 
and  hang  them  out  to  dry.   Anyone  can  use  Omo." 



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Picture  Show,  Novcinbcr  27///,  1920. 

Famous  Readers  of  tke  "  Ptdture 

No.  46  — SINCLAIR  HILL,  j 

ONE  of  the  youngest  producers  in  the  kin?- 
dom  is  photographed  above  rending-  the 
Picture  Snow.  It  was  Mr.  Hill  who  pro- 
duced the  ''  Tidal  Wave,"  and  he  has  just  com- 
pleted "The  Mystery  of  Mr.  Bernard  Brown." 
the  Stoll  picture  version  of  E.  Phillips  Oppen- 
lieim's  famous  novel. 

Now  that  we  have  Edith  Nepean  on  our  stnFfS 
and  two  page3  devoted  weekly  to  British  pro- 
ductions we  shall  learn  more  about  the  talented 
artistes  in  the  British  field  of  film  producers. 

Fay's  Own  Paragraph. 

I CANNOT  resist  squeezing  in  a  little  word 
about  my  own  paper  here,  for  I've  something 
very  attractive  this  week  for  you  in  the 
"Girls'  Cinema."  Pauline  Frederick  has  sent  us 
a  letter  telling  us  of  the  men  who  have  made 
love  to  her — on  the  film,  and  I've  managed  to 
get  a  number  of  Confessions  out  of  James  Knight. 
A  splendid  long  complete  story  entitled  "  Out 
of  Luck,"  and  pages  and  pages  of  interesting 
reading  profusely  illustrated.  Get  your  news- 
agent to  save  you  a  copy,  for  seen  once  you  will 
always  want  it.  It  is  a  fine  companion  paper 
to  the  Picture  Show. 

The  Delight  of  Real  Boys. 

BY  the  way,  did  I  mention  last  week  that  the 
"Return  of  Tarzan  "  is  now  appearing 
serially  in  the  "  Boys'  Cinema  "  ?  Also 
that  Tom  Mix  is  writing  some  thrilling  Wild 
West  yarns,  and  Big  Bill  Duncan  is  editing  a 
page,  and  telling  us  of  his  early  struggles  and 
ambitions  in  this  splendid  paper  for  real  boys. 
Have  you  vet  seen  it  ? 

A  Power  for  Good  and  Evil. 

IN  this  issue T)f  the  Picture  Show  besrins  our  new 
serial,  "  Manacled  by  Money,"  a  splendid 
story  proving  that  gold  may  be  a  great 
power  for  evil  as  well  as  a  power  for  good. 
Telling  how  money  may  tie  a  man's  hands  as 
tightly  as  any  bonds  forged  by"  poverty.  This 
story  by  the  author  of  "  Destiny,"  is  the  most 
fiseinating  y,et  from  that  writer's  pen.  Do 
not  miss  it. 

News  of  Mary  and  Doug.  .  — 

THE  latest  message  I  have  received  from  Los 
Angeles  says  that  Douglas  Fairbanks  is  to 
make  two  productions  by  December  1st, 
•and  on  .December  15th  he  and  Mary  Pickford 
will,  start  for  a  trip  round  the  world.  Mary 
Pickford  is  also  to  make  two  pictures  before 

•  Their  present  plans  are  that  they  will  make 
the  journey  to  France  by  way  of  Honolulu, 
■lapan,  China.  India,  and  Egypt.  Arriving  in 
France,  Douglas  Fairbanks  will  make  two 
pictures,  one  of  which  will  be  "  The  Three 
Musketeers,"  and  Mary  Pickford  will  make  one 

PKc^arar^^ParaQ'raDK?  cP  Picture?,  Phy^  an.-i  Players 

Gloria  the  Second. 

second  arrived  in  Los  Angeles  the  other 
evening,  bringing  with  her  much  interest 
and  excitement  in  the  film  world.  She  is  a  film 
baby,  her  mother  being  no  loss  a  person  than 
Gloria  Swanson,  her  father  Herbert  Sombron. 
Little  Gloria  weighed  !H  pounds,  and  is,  accord- 
inc  to  information  from  film  circles,  the  image 
of  her  beautiful  mother. 

— — ■ 

Mae  to  Desert  the  Screen  for  a  While. 

MAE  .MURRAY  is  now  back  at  work  after 
a  visit  over  here  with  her  director  husband 
— Robert  Lennard.  She  has  started  on 
tho  production"  of  a  film  play  straight  away, 
though  there  is  a  possibility  that  she  may  leave 
the  screen  for  a  while,  as  a  well-known  theatrical 
manager  has  an  option  on  her  services  to  play 
for  him.  providing  he  can  find  a  play  to  fit  her. 

To  My  Six-foot-three  Male  Readers. 

ARE  you  six  feet  three,  male  gender  '!  If  so, 
communicate  with  Betty  Blythe,  who  is 
residing  at  the  Hotel  Hollywood,  Holly- 
wood, California.  Miss  Blythe  tells  me  she  is 
seeking  a  permanent  lovor,  for  screen  purposes. 
He  must  be  of  the  rugged,  athletic  type,  to 
match  his  height  ;  and  must  be  able  to  swim, 
ride  and  drive  a  car,  and  also  look  intelligent. 

Miss  Blythe  has  just  completed  the  photo- 
play, adapted  from  the  famous  novel,  J  Nomads 
of  the  North,"  and  is  now  enjoying  a  holiday, 
while  her  director  looks  for  the  great  lover. 

From  Choir  Boy  to  Star. 

IT  is  not  generally  known  how  Hugh  Thompson 
was  introduced  to  the  world  of  make- 
believe.  In  an  emergency  he  was  selected  for 
the  juvenile  rolo  in  "  Pinafore,"  on  the  merits  of 
Ins  singing  voice  heard  in  a  boys'  choir  by  an 
impressario  some  years  ago.  Later  Mr.  Thomp- 
son became  an  actor,  and  then  the  screen  seemed 
to  otter  him  a  place.  He  has  since  played  oppo- 
site no  less  than  thirty  feminine  film  celebrities. 

We  shall  see  him  opposite  Mabel  Normand  in 
the  coming  photo-plays,  "  The  Slim  Princess," 
".What  Happened  to  Ross,"  and  "Head  Over 

Beaded  Frock  for  Doraldina. 

ANEW  bead  garment,  consisting  of  the  kind 
of.  beads  that  usually  go  to  make  up  the 
bag  so  popular  these  days,  forms  one  of 
the  startling  frocks  worn  bv  Madam  Doraldina 

in  her  forthcoming  production,  "  Passion 
Fruit."  It  is  a  very  wonderful  creation,  and 
consists  entirely  of  peat]  beads  of  various  sizes. 

The  bodice  is  a  mass  of  beads,  and  the  skirt 
consists  of  two  fringes,  also  of  beads.  A  girdle  of 
multi-coloured  beads  is  tied  around  the  waist. 

A  Real  Thrill. 

ONK  of  the  thrilling  incidents  in  the  early 
days  of  the  war  has  been  re-acted  for  tho 
coming  picturisation  of  the  wonderful 
production,    "Tho    Four    Horsemen    of  tho 

A  celebrated  Paris  singer  contributes  this 
gripping  scene  to  the  picture.  She  reproduces  a 
patriotic  scene  at  a  Paris  cafe,  when  she  wrapped 
herself- in  the  French  colours  and  sang  "La 
Marseillaise"  with  such  effect,  that  diners  left 
their  tables  to  rush  to  enlist. 

latest  picture  of  this  pretty 
star,  who  is  soon  to  appear 
in  a  number  of  Marshall 
Neilan  productions.  Her 
first  screen  appearance 
was  with  Bobby  Harron. 

MANN,  whom  we  are 
shortly  to  see  in  more 
wonderful  swimming 
scenes  in  coming  photo- 
plays, starring  the  world- 
famous  water  girl. 

You  will  hardly  recognise  handsome  TOM  MOORE 
in  this  photograph,  bat  this  is  how  we  shall  see  him 
in  the  coming  Goldwyn  picture  entitled  "  Canavan." 

Will  Rogers  in  the  Pulpit. 

WILL   ROGERS  has  been  many  things  ia 
his  life,  and  now  he  is  to  add  to  the  list. 
To  ease  the  minds  of  his  admirers,  I  will 
tell  you  at  once  that  he  is  hot  going  to  leave  tho 
screen,  nor  throw  away  his  lariats. 

He  is  to  appear  in  the  pulpit  for  one  night 
only,  and  preach  a  sermon.  He  was  invited  by 
the  Rev.  James  Whitcombe  Brougher,  the 
Pastor  of  the  Temple  Baptist  Church  in  Los 
Angeles,  after  the  Rev.  Brougher  heard  him 
debate  before  the  Los  Angeles  Advert  isins 
Club.  The  debate  was  on.  "  Who  has  done  more 
for  civilisation — cowboys  or  preachers  ?  " 

When  Rogers  enters  the  pulpit  his  sermon  will 
be  on  "  Humour  in  Religion." 

.  — — 

Beauty  Steele  a  Real  Character. 

SIR   GILBERT   PARKER    paid   a   visit  to 
the  Metro  Studio   the  other  day,   for  a 
special  showing  of  the  adaptation'] of  his 
famous  novel.  "  The  Right  of  Way."  in  which 
Bert  Lytell  plays  the  role  of  Beauty  Steele, 
the  hero. 

It  is  interesting  to  hear  that  Sir  Gilbert 
Parker  fashioned  Beauty  Steele  with  tie) 
minutest  accuracy  from  a  lawyer  in  Montreal 
with  whom  he  was  personally  acquainted  aboe.c 
twenty  years  ago. 

"  This  man  was  peculiarly  fascinating."  Bai  i 
Sir  Gilbert  ;  "  and  his  exploits  were  the  tail; 
from  one  end  of  the  city  to  the  other." 

— 4~» — 

Mabel's  Collections. 

MABEL  NORMAND,  whose  school  adven- 
*  tures  are  now  appearing  in  the  "  Girl*' 
Cinema,"  is  not.  a  collector  in  the  strict 
sense  of  the  word,  but  she  keeps  a  copy  of  tho 
scenario  of  every  photo-play  in  which  she  Ija* 
appeared,  with  a  photograph  and  autograph  of 
every  member  ni  the  cast. 

"  Rather  nice  to  look  back  on,"  Mabel  suy3, 
"  when  she  has  left  the  screen." 

Picture  Show,  November  27lh,  1920. 

PICTURE  SHOW"  CHAT.  (Cot7eed3f) om 

Viola's  New  Home. 

VIOLA  DANA  has  acquired  a  half  interest 
in  a  home  which  is  large  rnough  to  lose 
herself  in  without  any  effort.    With  her 
equally    famous    sister,    Shirley    Mason,  Miss 
Dana    has   purchased    a    vine-covered  house 
in  the  Hollywood  hills.  . 

For  neighbours,  Miss. Dana  has  May  Allison, 
two  doors  away,  Charles  Ray  a  street  away, 
and  Enid  Bennett,  also  only  a  street  away  ; , 
while  close  enough  for  neighbourliness  is  the 
home  of  Mary  and  Doug. 

With  her  new  home,  Miss  Dana  becomes 
tho  possessor  of  a  marble  swimming  pool,  a 
tennis  court,  and  a  kitchen  garden  large  enough 
to  provide  the  whole  of  Hollywood  with  salad. 
The  only  superfluous  part  of  the  house,  she 
thinks,  is  the  cellar. 

"  All  we  can  get  to  put  in  it  is  coal,"  Viola 
complains.  "  And  what  is  the  use  of  coal  in 
the  land  of  eternal  sunshine  !  " 

British  girl,  born  at 
Chelmsford,  Esses. 
She  played  Beth  in 
Paramount  production 
ol  "  Little  Women," 
and  has  appeared  with 
Sessue  Hayakawa  in 
"  An  Arabian  Knight." 

who  is  now  busy  starring 
in  the  Alan  Holubar 
seven-reel  production  ot 
"  Man,  Woman — Mar- 
riage." Miss  Phillips  is 
Mrs.  Alan  Holubar  off 
the  screen,  and  a  great 
favourite    over  here. 

An  Amazing  Letter. 

SEENA   OWEN   has   received   an  amazing 
letter  from  a  British  admirer.    The  writer 
claims  that  he  has  known  her  for  something 
like  2,000  years,   and  apparently  belongs  to 
that  school  of  thought  which  believes  in  prior 
existence  on  this  planet. 

"  1  remember  yon  well,"  he  wrote,  "  when 
you  were  an  Egyptian  princess  and  I  a  slave. 
I  saw  you  in  a  picture  the  other  day,  in  which 
you  played  the  part  of  a  princess,  and  old 
memories  returned  with  a  rush." 

Tn  sending  me  this  information,  Miss  Owen 
remarked  that  her  recollections  fall  considerably 
short  of  what  occurred  two  thousand  years 

A  Painful  Experience. 

ATTACKED    by    an    infuriated  half-tame 
deer  was  the  exciting  but  painful  ex- 
perience  of   Barbara    Bedford,  playing 
the  lead  in  Maurice  Tcurneur's  new  picture, 
"  The  Last  of  the  Mohicans."     The  accident 
happened  in  the  mountains  of  the  Yosemite. 

Miss  Bedford  .  was  malting  a  scene  with 
Albert  Roscoe,  who  plays  Uncas,  with  tho 
deer  in  the  background,  and  in  some  manner 
it  became  angered  and  attacked  her,  jumping 
high  and  coming  down  at  her  with  its  front  feet. 
Roscoe  ran  to  her  aid,  and,  with  the  assistance 
of  the  director,  rescued  her ;  but  not  before 
she  had  sustained  a  badly  bruised  shoulder 
when  she  ducked  from  the  infuriated  animal's- 
Grst  attack. 

Designs  Her  Own  Gowns. 

CARMEL  MYERS  does  not  believe  in 
following  too  blindly  the  dictates  of  old 
Dame  Fashion.  Ever  since  she  has  been 
on  the  screen,  Miss  Myers  has  designed  every- 
thing in  frocks  and  gowns  she  has  worn  in  her 
films.  Sometimes  she  will  buy  a  model  costume 
and  make  a  few  alterations  to  suit  her  own 
ideas.  When  she  was  on  the  musical  comedy 
stage  she  was  permitted  to  plan  all  hor  own 

"  No  woman,  though  she  be  generously 
endowed  with  good  looks,  is  able  to  wear  all 
the  frills  and  fancies,"  says  Miss  Myers  ;  "  and  I 
always  make  it  a  rule  to  temper  the  ideas  of 
the  professional  designer  with  what  I  know 
is  better  suited  to  my  personality." 

"  Shooting  the  Stars." 

*'  QHOOTING  the  stars "  is  the  favourite 
form  of  outdoor  sport  just  now  at 
Universal  City. 

Every  day,  between  the  hours  of  eleven  and 
one,  hundreds  of  tourists  and  sightseers  gather 
around  to-  watch  the  stars  as  they  walk  across 
the  Plaza  to  a  restaurant. 

Such  well-known  stars  as  Priscilla  Dean, 
Carmel  Myers,  Harry  Carey,  and  Eva  Novak 
are  often  to  be  seen,  and  most  of  the  spectators 
are  armed  with  Kodaks.  As  the  stars  cross 
they  are  asked  to  remain  still  long  enough 
to  bo  "  shot."  As  a  rule,  they  oblige,  and  put 
on  their  prettiest  smiles  for  the  benefit  of  the 
Kodaks,  and  every  time  about  a  score  of  lens 
aro  pointed  in  their  direction. 

SYDNEY  FAIRBROTHER  is  rapidly  becoming  as  well  known  as  a  character  actress  on  the  screen  as 
she  is  on  tbe  stage    Here  we  see  her  in  "  Laddie,"  a  coming  Master  Film   production,  which  will  be 

shown  by  Butcher's  Film  Service. 


Notes  and  News  From  America. 

HAZEL  DAWN  is  making  preparations  toi 
return  to  the  screen  fold.  She  says  after 
five  years'  absence  she  feels  she  ought  t<i 
bring  back  some  new  ideas.  She,  it  will  be  re- 
membered by  those  who  follow  film  history,' 
starred  in  a  series  of  pictures  made  by  Famous 
Players-Lasky ;  then  came  ther  call  of  th$ 
stage,  and  Hazel,  who  is  blonde  arid  beantifuhj 
starred  in  a  succession  of  Broadway  farces.'! 
Luck  was  with  her  in  this  stage  venture  for 
every  last  one  of  the  bedroom  farces,  from  "  Upj 
in  Mabel's  Room  "  to  "  The  Pink  Lady  "  wer& 
successful  box  office  attractions.  But  Hazel 
grew  weary  of  the  footlights,  and  longed  for  "a? 
change  of  pasture,  so  when  A.  J.  Bimberg  offered! 
to  star  her  in  a  series  of  motion  picture  produce 
tions  she  accepted  with  alacrity.  Her  first  will 
be  "  What  is  Love  ?  " 

Speaking  of  Working  in  Two  Places. 

ALICE  BRADY  probably  holds  the  record 
for  working  harder  than  any  other  filnS 
star.  She  always  has  at  least  two  prqJ 
fessional  engagements.  The  last  time  I  saw  her] 
she  was  rushing  to  tho  studio  to  finish  a  scene! 
in  a  picture,  and  hoping  she  would  get  through 
with  her  director  in  time  to  make  a  rehearsal 
for  her  new  play.  All  the  time  she  was  havingj 
final  rehearsals  in  "  Anna  Ascends "  she  was* 
playing  before  the  camera,  working  all  day  and) 
most  of  the  night.  .  I 

W.  A.  Brady,  her  father,  who  is  tremendously^ 
proud  of  Alice's  histrionic  talent,  believes  honest 
labour  never  hurt  anyone.  He  never  seems  in 
the  least  worried  when  Alice  averages  nineteen! 
hours  a  day's  work,  his  only  concern  being  howj 
well  she  is  doing  these  various  things. 

"  Anna  Ascends  "  came  in  for  a  great  deal  of, 
adverse  criticism  from  the  New  York  dramatic 
critic,  but  strangely  enough  the  entire  clan  were1 
agreed  on  one  thing,  that,  poor  as  the  play  is, 
Alice  was  at  her  best,  and  did  as  well  as  anyone 
conld  with  such  a  bad  vehicle.  But  she  can  snap, 
hor  fingers  at  the  critics  up  to  the  present  writing 
the  house  is  selling  out  for  every  performance,! 
and  we  all  know  the  box  office  is  the  only  thing! 
that  counts  in  the  end. 

Pearl  White  as  an  Intellectual. 

I WAS  highly  amused  to  find  Pearl  White  atr" 
the  speaker's  table  at  an  Author's  League 
luncheon  this  past  week.  Sitting  with  her 
were  Sir  Gilbert  Parker,  Rupert  Hughes,  Gilette 
Burgess,  and  other  well-known  writers.  PearL 
was  down  for  a  speech  on  ""The  Author's  Place' 
on  the  Screen,"  and  she  gave  all  of  the  "  high 
brow  "  members  of  the  league  the  surprise  of\ 
their  lives  at  the  soundness  and  excellence  of' 
her  analysis  of  this  much  mooted  question.  .  -  , 
Gilette  Burgess,  in  introducing  her,  said  : 
"  Miss  Wliite  is  not  an  intellectual — that  is 
not  in  the  sense-of  Doris  Kenyon,  who  writes] 
poetry  ;  and  Charlie  Chaplin,  whose  wife  left 
him  because  he  insisted  upon  reading  all  the 
time,  but  she  does  know  the  screen." 

Evidently  Pearl  decided  it  was  time  to  let 
Mr.  Burgess  see  she  was  far  more  of  an  intel- 
lectual than  he  gave  her  credit  for  being.  She 
gave  some  of  these  folk  who  sell  their  plays  and; 
books  to  motion  pictures  more  food  for  thought 
f  han  any  other  speaker.  She  showed  not  only  a, 
familiarity  with  their  side  of  the  qviestion,  but 
surprising  knowledge  of  their  shortcomings  ad 
well.  There  were  shades  of  humour  and  flashes 
of  wit  that  kept  the  whole  luncheon  party 

The  Passing  of  Ned  Finley. 

THE  motion  picture  world  in  New  York  was 
shocked  last  week  to  hear  Ned;Finley,  the 
well-known  screen  actor,  had  ended  his 
lifo  by  taking  poison.  Mr.  Finley  at  one  time' 
was  one  of  Vitagraph's  players.  He  belonged  to 
the  old  stock  company  tliab  J.  Stuart  Blackton, 
assembled.  For  the  past  few  years  Mr.  Finlov 
has  been  playing  in  hard  luck,  aggravated  by 
the  high  cost  of  living  and  his  apparent  in- 
ability to  get  a  permanent  position.  'He  at- 
tempted to  kill  himself  onco  before  by  slashing 
his  arm,  and  succoedod  only  in  losing  a  hand. 
This  time,  however,  he  was  successful,  and  tho 
end  came  after  he  had  taken  an  overdose  of 
opium.  He  was  buried  by  the  Actors'  Fund,  and, 
many  of  tho  men  and  women  ho  had  known  in  ihel 
old  days  were  present  at  the  funeral  services.  O.  Parsons. 

Picture  H/ioiv,  .Vuiimbcr  21th,  1920. 



MARGARET  LOOMIS  being  interviewed  whilst  taking 
a  ride  on  an  ostrich,  by  Hiss  Emily  Squier,  one  of 
America's  best  story  writers. 


WESLEY   BARRY    looks   as  though    he  might 
have  a  little  difficulty  with  his  novel  mount.   He  has 
chosen  a  call  for  his  steed. 

A  love  scene  with  MALVINA  LONGFELLOW 
and  ALEC  FRASER  in  "  A  Gamble  in  Lives," 
a  B.  and  C.  production,  adapted  from  Frank 
Stayton's  play,  "  The  Joan  Danvers." 

A  Him  camera  often  has  to  be  fixed  into  awkward  positions  to  take  a  scene  from  the  point  the  producer  desires.   Here  you  see  the  camera-man  at  work  on  the 
front  of  a  carriage,  in  which  can  be  seen  ERIC  VON  STROHEIM,  who  is  taking  the  part  of  a  Russian  prince. 


Picture  Show,  November  21th,  1920. 


A  Woman's  Confession. 

GREYSTONE  MANOR  lay  bathed  in  the 
afternoon   sunlight,   as   a   young  man, 
dressed  in  a  well-worn  tweed  suit,  crossed 
the  parkland — not  without  effort,  for  the  grass 
was  knee-deep^ — and  came  towards  the  house. 

He  glanced  up  at  the  huge  edifice  of  grey 
stone,  with  its  curiously  turretted  corners,  and 
a  shadow  passed  oyer  his  not  unhandsome 
features.  ■ 

He  could  remember  the  time  when  the  house 
had  been  one  of  the  show-places  of  the  county. 
When  his  aunt,  Amy  Greystone,  heiress  in  her 
own  right,  had  kept  open  hous*  to  all  her  friends, 
and  there  had  been  lavishness  and  hospitality 
for  all.    That  was  before  she  had  married. 

The  young  man  reached  the  moss-grown, 
neglected  carriage  drive  which  separated  the 
house  from  the  park. 

A  flight  of  six  broad  steps,  dim  and  dis- 
coloured, went  the  full  length  of  the  buildhig. 
In  the  centre  were  four  huge  pillars  which  sup- 
ported a  porch. 

On  either  side  some  half  dozen  large  windows 
reached  the  height  of  the  rooms  ;  they  were 
curtainless  and  dirty. 

.An  indescribable  air  of  neglect  and  decay 
pervaded  the  whole  place. 

The  young  man  walked  thoughtfully  up  the 
steps,  and  pulled  at  the  rusty  bell. 

No  one  came  to  answer  it,  but  the  visitor 
did  not  apparently  notice  the  omission  for  some 

Although  he  lived  not  ten  miles  away  it  was 
nearly  nine  years  since  ho  had  last  visited  his 

He  had  made  an  unfortunate  marriage,  a 
mesalliance,  and  his  people  with  one  accord 
had  washed  their  hands  of  him. 

It  had  not  worried  him  in  the  least  at  the  time. 
He  had  sutticient  to  live  modestly.  He  "-was 
naturally  proud,  and  when  his  young  wife  had 
presented  him  with  a  daughter,  and  then  faded 
away,  ho  had  felt  at  the  time  that  he  would 
never  forgive  those  of  his  own  flesh  and  blood 
who  had  dared  to  ignoro  her. 

But  that  had  happened  seven  years  ago,  and 
time  had  softened  the  bitterness. 

The  chango  in  the  appearance  of  Greystone 
Manor  had  been  a  shock  to  him.  He  had  heard 
vague  rumours  of  his  uncle's  extravagance 
and  wastefulness,  but  that  the  place  could  have 
fallen  into  such  decay  in  the  space  of  a  few 
years  was  almost  inconceivable. 

He  was  about  to  ring  the  bell  again  when  the 
door  was  suddenly  opened,  and  an  old  woman, 
wearing  a  tall  muslin  cap  over  her  scant  grey 
hair,  beckoned  him  to  enter. 

"  My  mistress  saw  you  as  you  crossed  tl»o 
park,  sir.  She  was  certain  you  would  have 
reached  the  house  by  now,"  she  said,  in  the  half- 
rjuerulous  voice  peculiar  to  old  age,  as  she 
fixed  her  faded  eyes  upon  the  visitor. 

"  You  remember  me,  Ann  ?  "  said  the  young 
man,  smiling  down  at  her. 

Somehow,  it  was  a  relief  to  him  to  see  someone 
unchanged  in  the  old  place. 

"  Yes,  I  remember  you,  sir.  It's  not  so  many 
years  ago  that  I  clouted  your  ear  for  stealing 
the  apricots  I  was  wanting  for  myself." 

"  By  Jove,  no,  Ann  !  I  rememl)er  that  !  You 
were  in  a  tantrum.  1  never  knew  apricots  were 
such  a  little  failing  with  you." 

"  You  were  always  a  greedy  boy,  Master 
Arthur,"  replied  the  old  woman,  as  she  pro- 
ceeded to  lead  tho  way  up  tho  bare  oak  stairs. 

The  young  man  noticed  that  the  rich  Turkey 
carpets  and  the  priceless  pictures,  which  had 
given  such  on  air  of  comfort  to  the  staircase, 
had  all  disappeared. 

The  old  woman  threw  open  n  door  on  the 
first  floor,  and  Arthur  Weston  found  himself  in 
n  large,  baro  room.  It  was  fitted  up  with  a 
hug;,  old-fashioned  post  bedstead  and  a  ward- 
robe.   A  few  rugs  were  strewn  about  the  floor. 

In  an  easy  chair,  propped  up  with  cushions, 
sat  a  woman.  She  turned  her  head  eagerly  as 
the  young  man  entered. 

She  was  a  greyheaded  woman,  not  much  past 
middle  life,  but  sorrow  and  disappointment  had 
left  their  pitiless  marks  upon  her. 

Arthur  went  forward  to  greet  her,  but  sud- 
denly he  stopped  and  hesitated. 

Surely  this  miserable,  sad-eyed  woman  was 
not  his  aunt. 

The  sick  woman  smiled  mournfully  as  she 
held  out  a  frail,  thin  hand. 

'  I  suppose  you  find  me  changed,  Arthur," 
she  said. 

The  young  man  took  the  hand  between  his  own. 

"  My  dear  aunt,"  he  exclaimed  in  a  shocked 
.  voice,  "  you  are  ill  !  " 

"  Yes,  I  am.  I  know  that,  Anthur.  That  is 
why  I  sent  for  you." 

The  young  man  gazed  at  her  anxiously. 

She  had  not  released  his  hand,  and  now  she 
clung  to  it. 

"  Arthur,  I  am  thinking  about  my  boy." 

Amy  Rae's  Trust. 

THE  words  broke  from  her  lips  with  a  sob  of 

Arthur  was  bewildered. 
"  My  dear  aunt,  I  am  afraid  I  don't  under- 
stand,"' ho  said.  "  What  does  it  all  mean  ? 
I  had  no  idea  you  were  in  trouble.  Tell  me  all 
about  it,  and  if  I  can  do  anything,  you  know 
I  will  !  " 

"  Yes,  I  believe  you,  Arthur.  You  are  a 
gentleman  by  birth  and  breeding.  Oh  !  why 
would  I  not  listen  when  I  was  warned  ?  " 

The  sick  woman's  eyes  were  very  bright  her 
bosom  heaved  beneath  her  thin  cotton  gown. 

Arthur  put  his  arm  around  her.  Ho  had 
always  liked  his  aunt  Amy  in  the  old  days. 

''  Tell  me  all  about  it,"  he  said  gently. 

Tho  sick  woman  clutched  at  his  shoulder. 

"  It's  your  uncle  Cecil,  the  father  of  my 
Harry  !  "  she  said  excitedly.  "  Although  I  have 
never  confessed  it  before,  he  married  me,  not 
for  love,  as  he  pretended,  but  for  what  I  had. 
I  found  it  out  as  soon  as  my  baby — my  Harry — 
was  born.  I  heard  him  talking.  Ho  was  in 
drink  •  but  a  drunkard  often  speaks  the  truth. 
1  watched  him  after  that.  I  never  told  him,  I 
knew  ,  but  ho  had  made  me  think.  I  had  been 
such  a  fool.  Ho  is  ten  years  younger  than  I  am, 
and  I  would  not  bother  about  settlements,  I 
trusted  him  so  thoroughly." 

The  woman's  voice  broke,  and  the  tears 
gushed  from  her  eyes. 

'.'  Ho  wanted  to  livo  in  London.  After  that 
night  I  left  him  there  and  came  back  here. 
I  tried  to  save — but  where  I  saved  a  hundred 
ho  would  spend  a  thousand.  It  was  always  liko 
that,  until  I  got  desperate.  They  toll  me  now 
that  he  actually  talks  of  putting  this  place  into 
the  market." 

Arthur  stared  at  his  aunt  incredulously. 

"  But  surely,  aunt,  you  have  something  to 
say  in  the  matter  ?  I  can't  understand  it  all. 
You  bewilder  me.  I  thought  that  you  and  my 
uncle  lived  on  tho  best  of  terms  ;  that  you  were 
an  ideal  couple." 

The  sick  woman  nodded  her  head. 

"  We  never  do  quarrel.  Wo  seldom  get  anyry 
wifh  each  other,  for  he  goes  his  way  and  I  go 
mine.  He  spends  his  timo  in  London,  and  1  live 
here.  He  murried  me  for  what  I  had,  and  so 
I  have  let  him  have  it." 

"  But.  my  dear  aunt,  this  is  madness  !  I 
can't  think  what  uncle  Cecil  can  be  thinking 
about  !  Do  you  mean  to  tell  mo  that  my  cousin 
Harry  is  absolutely  unprovided  for  ?  Why, 
what  age  is  ho  ?   He  is  at  school  now,  of  course?  " 

The  sick  woman  nodded  her  head. 

"  Ho  was  sixteen  last  birthday,"  she  said. 

"And  do  you  mean  to  tell  mo  that  there  is" 
no   provision   mado   for  his   future  ?  "  cried 

Arthur  indignantly.  "  It  is  monstrous.  I'vd_ 
never  heard  of  such  a  wrong." 

The  sick  woman  was  regarding  him  steadily. 
What  she  saw  in  his  face  apparently  satisfied  her. 

"  Arthur !  "  She  uttered  the  name  in  a 
tense  voice.  . .  .   \  u 

He  looked  at  her,  and  waited.- 

"  Would  you  help  Harry  if  you  could  ?  "  she 
whispered  eagerly. 

"  My  dear  aunt,  of  course  I  would  !  But  what 
can  I  do  ?  I  have  a  ch'ld  of  my  own.  But  if  you 
like  I  will  go  and  see  my  uncle,  and  reason  with 

"  That  would  be  of  no  use,  Arthur,  but  " 

She  paused,  and  her  feverish  eyes  swept  the 

"  There  is  no  one  about  ?  Where  is  Ann  ?  "  . 
she  asked. 

Arthur  went  to  the  door,  and  glanced  out 
into  the  passage.  Then  he  came  back  to  the 
sick  woman. 

"  There  is  no  one  about,"  he  said  gently. 

He  was  going  to  take  his  seat  again  beside 
her,  but  she  motioned  him  away. 

"  Over  there,  under  the  mattress  !  "  she  said 
excitedly.    "  Go  and  get  it  and  bring  it  to  me." 

"  Bring  what,  dear  ?  " 

"  The  bag  !  Quick,  before  anyone  comes  in  I  "  . 

Arthur  went  to  the  bedside  and  placed  his  , 
hand  along  the  mattress.  He  could  not  find 
anything  for  a  moment,  until  he  became  aware 
of  a  peculiar  shaped  pillow,  which  he  thought 
at  first  had  been  thrust  along  to  keep  the  bed 
in  shape. 

"  That  is  it,"  cried  his  aunt  eagerly. 

He  noticed  how  her  frail  hands  were  trembling 
as  ho  watched  her  undo  the  wrappings. 

Then  suddenly  she  paused  and  glanced  up  at 
him  again. 

"  Arthur,  can  I  trust  you  ?  "  she  said  again. 

"  I  think  you  can,  aunt,"  said  the  young 
man,  smiling  down  at  her. 

She  seemed  satisfied  then. 

"  Take  this  then,  boy.  It  is  my  savings. 
When  I  saw  that  my  propert/  was  going,  I 
helped  to  let  it  go.  I  8ai  .  uj  myself,  if  I  try  to 
save  tho  estate,  Cecil  will  get  it  sooner  or  later. 
1  am  but  saving  it  for  Cecil  to  waste  again.  He 
nover  knows  what  ho  spends  :  ho  only  knows 
ho  spends  all  there  is.  This  is  mine.  I've 
saved  it  for  my  boy,  but  I  dare  not  give  it  him. 
If  his  father  knew  he  had  it,  it  would  all  go, 
just  as  mine  has,  and  so  I  have  sent  for  you. 
I  shall  not  live  long  now.  I  should  have  not 
lived  as  long  as  I  have,  if  I  had  not  been  think- 
ing of  my  boy.  I  want  you  to  take  this  money, 
and  at  my  death  this  house  will  come  into 
your  hands. 

"  It  was  left  to  me,  and  I  can  leave  it  to  whom 
I  choose.  When  Cecil,  my  husband,  comes  to 
see  me  or  sends  to  ask  me  to  sign  the  papers 
necessary  for  its  sale,  I  shall  not  refuse  ;  but 
thov  will  come  too  late  for  me  to  attend  to.  I 
shall  be  gone.  I  will  make  a-  will  to-night 
leaving  to  you,  apparently,  this  house,  but  it  is 
really  for  my  boy.  When  he  is  twenty-one  you 
must  pass  it  on  to  him.  The.  money  is  for  you 
to  invest  for  him.  and  then  to  keep  it  tip  whilo 
the  farms  are  being  nursed.  You  will  have 
five  years,  and  my  boy  will  not  provo  ungrateful, 
Arthur.    You  will  do  this  for  mo — for  him  ? 

The  sick  woman  had  cluMhed  hold  of  his 
hands  :  her  feverish  eyes  were  fixed  with  u 
fierce  intensity  upon  her  companion's  face. 

"  But,  aunt,  I  supposo  I  am  stupid,  but  oven 
now  I  do  not  think  I  clearly  understand.  You 
aro  going  to  make  -  a  will  in  my  favour,  and 

He  glanced  at  the  pliable  leather  bag,  which 
was  evidently  intended  for  a  music  case,  which 
rested  on  her  lap. 

She  nodded  and  thrust  it  towards  him. 

"  It  is  a  small  fortune,  and  all  in  hundred 
(Continued  on    u*m  8 

Pieturi  S/iow,  November  21th,  1920. 


Wallace  Retd*  and  Bete  Daniels 
::      in  "  The  Dancm   Fool.  :: 

JUST  a  few  of  the  steps  of  the  Tango 
which  Wallace  Reid  and  Bebe  Daniels 
shew  in  "  The  Danoin'  Fool  "  are  to  be 
seen  on  this  page.  In  the  top  left-hand 
picture  Wallace  is  asking  Bebe  to  dance 
with  him.  The  picture  on  the  right  shows 
the  kick,  which  is  a  great  feature  of  most 
of  the  tangoes.  This  must  be  done  very 

ANOTHER  version  of  the  "  kick  "  is  to 
beseeil  in  the  left-hand  lower  photo- 
graph. This  is  very  effective  on  the 
screen,  but  as  dancing  is  very  simple  nowa- 
days, it  would  be  rather  out  of  place  in  a 
ballroom.  The  last  picture  shows  the  com- 
mencement of  a  new  glide. 


Picture  Show,  November  21th,  1920. 

"Manacled  By  Money.' 

(Continued  from 
-page  6.) 

pound  Bank  of  England  notes,'  she  said. 
"  Arthur,  tell  me  again  that  I  can  trust  you." 

Did  an  intuition  warn  poor  Amy  Kae  of  the 
rfsfc  she  was  taking  ? 

Arthur  bent  and  kissed  her.  He  was  greatly 

"  May  God  indeed  punish  me  if  I  do  not 
respect  your  trust  in  me,"  he  said  very  earnestly, 
and  at  that  moment  he  meant  sincerely  what 
he  said. 

The  Temptation. 

IT  was  not  until  that  evening  in  his  study,  with 
the  curtains  drawn  well  over  the  windows 
and  the  door  closed,  that  Arthur  Weston 
examined  the  contents  of  the  bag. 

He  caught  his  breath  as  sheaf  after  sheaf  of 
notes  were  piled  up  on  the  table. 

His  aunt  had  spoken  truly.  There  was  a 
fortune  represented  in  the  crisp  bank  notes 
before  him. 

Arthur  Weston  leaned  back  in  his  chair  and 
stared  before  him  thoughtfully.  He  went  over 
in  his  mind  the  conversation  he  had  had  with 
his  aunt.  She  had  talked  of  leaving  him  Grey- 
stone  Manor,  in  charge  for  her  son,  and  he 
wondered  how  she  would  word  the  will.  It 
was  altogether  a  strange  business,  and  a  great 

He  glanced  at  the  notes  again,  and  then  he 
became  aware  that  his  hands  had  gone  forward 
quite  unconsciously  and  were  fingering  them. 

There  was  something  very  fascinating  in  their 

Twenty  thousand  pounds  ! 

A  slight  noise  startled  him. 

Involuntarily  he  swept  the  notes  into  the 
bag,  glancing  anxiously  around  as  lie  did  so. 

Never  in  his  life  before  had  he  aught  to  con- 
ceal. He  had  led  a  somewhat  lazy,  uneventful 
life,  except  for  the  episode  of  his  marriage. 

Nine  years  ago  he  had  gone  to  London  for  a 
holiday,  and  had  been  introduced  to  a  little 
chorus  girl — a  frail  but  charming  creature  who 
brought  out  all  that  was  best  in  his  nature. 

He  had  married  her  and  brought  her  home. 
They  had  been  quite  happy,  except  for  one  tiny 
fly  in  the  ointment.  His  people  ignored  them, 
and  the  little  wife  had  fretted. 

Arthur  had  discovered  the  fact.  It  had  not 
troubled  him,  but  after  her  death  ho  had 
nursed  it  up  against  them  as  a  grievance. 

The  bag  was  fastened,  and  lay  on  the  table 
before  him,  when  the  door  was  cautiously 
opened.  As  the  man  looked  up,  the  tense  ex- 
pression on  his  features  relaxed,  as  a  small  girl 
in  her  nightdress  suddenly  peeped  round  the 
door  at  him. 

"  May  I  come  in,  daddy  ?  "  she  said  in  a  low, 
anxious  whisper,  as  she  gave  a  hurried  glanco 
behind  to  see  that  she  was  not  pursued. 

The  father  held  out  his  arms,  and  the  little 
Creature  glided  across  the  room  and  flung  her- 
self upon  him. 

Jessica  Watson  was  sevon  years  of  age.  Her 
hair,  which  was  now  confined  in  rag  knobs  over 
her  head  to  fall  in  graceful  curls  on  the  morrow, 
sparkled  as  newly  burnished  bronze  where  a 
stray  wisp  had  escaped  confinement. 

Her  eyes,  dark  blue  with  the  velvety  softness 
of  the  pansy  blossom,  were  large,  expressive, 
and  full  of  intelligence. 

Her  skin,  delicate  as  the  peach  blossom,  was 
now  flushed  with  excitement. 

"  I  have  been  trying  to  get  to  you,  daddy, 
for  hours  and  hours,"  she  declared,  with  her 
mouth  close  to  the  man's  ear,  and  her  warm 
little  body  nestling  against  him. 

"I  went  to  tea  with  tho  Fergusons  today, 
you  know,  and  Jim  has  a  lovely  little  Shetland 
pony.  It  is  a  darling,  daddy,  and  it  let  mo 
sit  on  its  back.  And  there  is  another  one, 
just  like  Jimmy's,  and  I  do  so  want  it, 
daddy.  I  said  I  would  ask  you  to  give  it  to 
Kie,  and  Jimmy  laughed.  He  said  it  would 
test  lots  and  lots  of  money,  and  he  knew  1  could 
not  have  it.    But  I  can,  can't  I,  daddy  ?  " 

Arthur  Weston  smiled  at  his  little  daughter's 
eagerness.    She  was  always  wanting  something  J 
new.    It  was  natural,  ho  supposed. 

Jessica  patted  his  check  with  an  eager  little 

"  Don't  laugh  !  "  sho  cried  indignantly.  "  I 
don't  love  you  when  you  laugh.  You  always 
do  that  when  I  tell  you  what  I  want.  And  it 
is:i't  funny,  daddy  dear,  I  do  want  tho  pretty 
little  gee-gee.     I  could  ride  it,  and  1  would 

never,  never  be  frightened  like  Jimmy  is.  He 
told  his  mother  that  he  wasn't,  but  I  'saw  his 
toes  all  squirmy  like  in  his  shoes.  He  was 
frightened,  and  I  wasn't,  not  one  bit.' 

"  But  what  about  Gyp  ?  You  have  had  him 
less  than  a  month.  Are  you  tired  of  him 
already  ?  " 

"  Oh  no,  daddy.  Don't  be  so  silly.  I  can't 
ride  a  fox  terrier,  can  I  ?  And  Gyp  w^ants  tho 
pony  too.    He  told  me  so." 

Jessica  paused  to  discover  how  this  infor- 
mation would  be  accepted. 

Her  father  held  up  a  warning  finger. 

"  Jessica,  Jessica,"  he  said,  shaking  his  head 
at  her. 

The  child  caught  hold  of  the  finger  and  tried 
to  bite  it,  while  she  laughingly  carried  on  the 

It  was  difficult  for  the  man  to  refuse  her. 
Even  now  the  tears  were  standing  in  her  eyes — 
eyes  so  like  her  mother's. 

"  Daddy  dear,  do  say  yes.  You  have  only 
got  to  say  yes,"  the  baby  voice  was  pleading. 

And  then  as  his  eyes  wandered  round  the 
room,  as  he  strove  for  suitable  words  to  break 
the  refusal  to  her  as  gently  as  he  could,  his  gaze 
suddenly  rested  on  the  bag  which  lay  on  the 
table  before  him — the  bag  which  held  a  fortune. 

"  It  is  not  mine.  It  all  belongs  to  young 
Harry  Rae,"  he  told  himself  passionately.  But 
the  baby  arms  about  his  neck  seemed  to  be 
uttering  a  protest. 

"  Naughty  daddy.  You  must  give  Jessica 
the  little  pony.  You  must,  daddy  !  Oh,  please  ! 
please  !  please  !  " 

Harry  Weston  gazed  down  at  his  child. 

Never  before  had  he  done  a  dishonourable 
action  that  he  could  remember,  but  he  had 
never  been  so  tempted  before. 

"She  will  tire  of  it,  and  then  I  can  sell  the 
pony  perhaps  to  advantage.  After  all,  it  will 
be  stock,"  he  told  himself. 

"  Well,  suppose  I  say  you  may  have  the 
pony  ?  "  he  asked,  turning  a  smiling  face  to  the 


"  You  darling  daddy  !  " 

He  was  clasped  round  the  neck  in  a  strenuous 
embrace,  and  his  face  was  covered  with  some- 
what moist  kisses. 

"  Daddy,  good-night !  I  must  go  to  1  ed 
now,  so  that  I  wake  up  early  in  the  morning. 
I  must  get  up,  mustn't  I,  daddy  f  I  must  go 
and  tell  Jim.  And  tell  his  father,  too,  to  send 
tho  other  pony  down  to  us,  and  not  [send  it 

She  was  half  across  the  room  by  now,  and 
she  had  quito  forgotten  to  whisper.  Her  shrill 
baby  voice  was  raised  high  ia  her  excitement. 

"  I  suppose  you  couldn't  go  and  let  Gyp 
in  just  for  a  minute,  could  you,  daddy  ?  "  She 
had  stopped  suddenly  and  turned  again  towards 
him.  I  only  want  to  just  breave  it  in  his 

Arthur  sprang  forward  and  caught  her  in  his 

"  Gyp  is  fast  asleep  in  the  stables.  You 
would  not  wake  him  up,  would  you  ?  Tell  him 

"  Yoh  don't  want  to  go  out  into  the  cold 
yourself.  You  are  a  bad  daddy,  but  I  do  love 
you  awful  much."  |lrfl 

She  had  allowod  him  to  take  her  in  his  arms. 
Out  in  the  passage  an  anxious  nursemaid  was 

She  broke  into  a  volley  of  excuses  for  her 
charge,  but  Jessica  interrupted  her. 

"  You  said  I  would  not  got  the  pony,  but 
daddy  says  I  may  have  it.  And  ho  wasn't  a 
bit  angry,  wero  you,  daddy  ?  Mary  said  you 
would  be." 

A  dark  flush  spread  over  Mary's  face.  As 
sho  explained  to  cook  afterwards. 

"  It  isn't  as  if  he  wore  so  generous  with  us. 
Telling  us  to  keep  on  economising,  and  then 
going  and  buying  a  new  horse.  Nothing  is  too 
good  for  that  kid  ;  ho  just  spoils  her.  Sho 
will  bring  trouble  to  him  ono  of  these  days. 
You  mark  my  words." 

Cook  smiled  good-naturedly. 

"  She  is  a  rare,  pretty,  little  thing.  And  if 
a  man  don't  spoil  his  own,  whose  should  ho 
spoil  ?  '  she  said. 

The  Will. 

A FORTNIGHT  later  Amy  Rae  died. 
Arthur  was  not  askod  to  attend  tho 
funeral  until  the  last  moment. 
But  ho  hod  been  expecting  that,  and  was 
quite  prepared. 

It  was  a  cold  and  blustering  day  in  early 

September,  and  never  had  Greystone  Manor 
looked  more  desolate. 

Already  the  loaves  had  commenced  to  fall, 
and  under  the  leaden -grey  sky  the  old  house 
wore  a  most  mournful  appearance. 

Cecil  Rae  had  come  down  the  night  before 
from  London,  and  Arthur  overheard  him  inform- 
ing the  Rev.  Mr.  Ferguson  that  ho  had  already 
taken  steps  to  place  the  property  on  the  market. 

He  did  not  see  Harry  until  they  all  met  in 
the  shabby,  dismantled  library  for, the  reading 
of  the  will. 

Arthur  saw  a  tall,  slight  youth,  who  had  the 
small,  aristocratic  features  of  his  mother. 
There  was  now  something  in  his  expression 
which  reminded  his  cousin  very  forcibly  of  her. 

Arthur  went  up  to  him  and  grasped  his  hand. 

"  Where  have  you  been,  old  fellow  ?  "  he 
asked,  in  a  hushed  voice,  suitable  to  the  occasion. 
"  I've  been  looking  out  for  you  ever  since  I 

Harry  flushed  slightly. 

"  I've  been  round  looking  at  the  old  place. 
It  looks  a  bit  of  a  barn,  doesru't  it  ?  " 

"  Yes  ;  but  it  coidd  be  made  very  nice.  I 
suppose  you  do  not  remember  it  in  the  old 
days  »  "  said  Arthur. 

Oh,  but  I  do.  I  remember  it  when  I  was 
little.  I  always  picture  it  when  I  am  away 
just  a9  it  was  then." 

Harry  spoke  feelingly. 

He  turned  away  abruptly.  He  was  abnor- 
mally sensitive,  and  had  all  a  boy's  horror  of 
showing  his  feelings,  and  so  he  avoided  Arthur 
for  the  rest  of  the  day. 

The  reading  of  the  will  did  not  take  long. 

A  Boy's  Confidence. 

MR.  CECIL  RAE  became  very  excited  and 
angry  when  the  will  was  read.  Somehow, 
he  had  never  thought  of  the  possibility  of 
there  being  one.  There  were  a  few  small  bequests 
to  the  servants.  The  sum  of  ono  thousand  pounds 
in  trust  to  the  Rev.  Mr.  Ferguson,  to  pay  for 
Harry's  schooling  and  expenses  ;  a  small  legacy 
for  the  clergyman  for  his  trouble,  and  five 
hundred  pounds  to  the  boy  himself.  Grey- 
stone  Manor,  the  contents  and  all  the  I. mil 
surrounding,  was  bequeathed  to  Arthur  Weston, 
tho  dearly  loved  nephew  of  the  deceased. 

Mr.  Cecil  Rae  here  interrupted  the  lawyer 
with  a  volume  of  excited  protest,  and  Arthur 
quiotly  took  his  departure.  He  had  heard  all 
that  he  wished  to  hear.  Greystone  Manor  was, 
to  all  appearance,  and  as  far  as  the  law  was 
concerned,  his  property.  Only  he  and  his 
God  knew  that  ho  held  it  only  in  trust.  He 
took  his  way  slowly  through  the  grounds.  He 
knew  that  they  were  neglected,  but  already  in 
his  mind  plans  for  the  restoration  of  the  place 
wore  forming.  He  had  five  years,  he  told  him- 
self. Five  years  before  he  wa9  to  pass  it  on  to 
the  proper  owner.  Already  his  hands  wero 
itching  to  begin  the  good  work.  He  passed 
through  the  kitchen  garden  into  the  orchard. 
The  fruit  hung  heavy  on  tho  trees. 

"  This  fruit  must  be  sold,"  he  was  thinking, 
quite  unconscious  that  such  a  thought  had 
never  entered  his  mind  about  his  own  orchard. 

This  place  was  something  quite  different.  It 
was  left  him  to  work  ;  to  turn  into  something 
like  a  business  proposition. 

At  the  farther  end  of  the  orchard  there  was  a 
gato  which  led  through  to  tho  homo  meadow. 

From  there  ho  could  get  to  the  road  without 
returning  to  tho  house.  As  he  made  his  way 
towards  it  ho  becamo  aware  of  voices  the  other 
side  of  the  high,  ovorgrown  hedge. 

"  It  is  not  that  I  mind  him  having  it  so  much, 
Grace.  It  is  tho  beastly  feeling  that  mother 
did  not  trust  me.  I  was  her  son.  She  know  1 
loved  the  old  place,  and  yet  sho  gives  it  to  him — 
a  man  she  never  seemed  to  care  for." 

"  I  know,  Harry,  and  I  cunnot  understand  it 
at  all  ;  but  you  must  not  think  unkindly  of 
your  mother.  I  am  certain  sho  meant  well. 
Whatever  she  did  I  know  she  believed  sho  was 
acting  for  the  best." 

Arthur  had  listened  to  so  much,  before  ho 
realised  who  tho  two  young  peoplo  wore. 
Then  he  recognised  that  the  boy  was  Harry, 
and  the  girl  Grace  Ferguson,  the  vicar's  daughter 
who  was  about  tho  boy's  ago. 

"  If  she  meant  well,  it  is  a  strange  way  of 
showing  it." 

Harry's  voice  was  harsh  with  pain. 
"  I  can't  believe  that  mother  could  havo 
mndo  such  a  will,  Grace.    Honestly,  now,  can 
you  ?    She  knew  how  I  loved  tho  old  place, 
and  how  scared  1  was  when  dad  talked  of 

ftclurc  Show,  November  21th,  1920. 

selling.  I  always  thought  sho  hung  on  here 
just  to  keep  it  for  mo.  But  that  she  should 
actually  make  that  wilt  and  leave  it  to  that 
outsider.  Why,  she  never  evon  invited  him 
to  the  place.  I've  been  in  the  trap  with  hor, 
and  she  has  passed  him  by,  just  as  though  she 
never  knew  aim,  I  never  did  hear  what  ha*. 
had  done,  but  I  guess  it  was  something  mean. 
He  looks  like  it.    Don't  you  think  so  ?  ' 

"  Poor  Harry  !  It  is  an  awful  blow,  old 
fellow,  but  don't  let  it  make  you  unjust,"  said 
the  girl  gently. 

The  boy  threw  bock  his  head  with  a  haughty 

"  You  must  not  think  that  I  really  mind 
very  much,  Grace,"  he  said,  biting  his  lip  to 
keep  it  from  trembling.  "  I  shall  come  in 
ti -night  and  talk  to  your  father.  I  don't 
mean  to  waste  my  time  with  any  more  educa- 
tion. What  will  be  the  use  of  it  to  me  now, 
inyway  ?  I  shall  get  him  to  let  me  have  some 
.noney  just  to  give  me  a  start  in  life.  I  shall 
go  out  to  Australia  ;  that  is  what  I  shall  do." 

"  To  Australia.  1  But  that  is  so  far  away  ; 
and  you  are  only  a  boy." 

The  words  had  passed  the  girl's  lips  before 
she  was  aware  that  she  was  speaking  aloud. 
'    Harry  glanced  at  her  sharply. 

These  two  had  always  been  good  friends,  ever 
since  the  boy  could  remember.  His  mother 
had  loved  Grace  and  the  girl  was  always  a 
(welcome  visitor. 

In  those  far  off  days,  when  he  had  first 
returned  home  from  a  preparatory  school, 
('race  had  ever  been  his  willing  little  slavo. 

She  could  shoot  and  fish  with  as  good  results 
as  himself,  and  he  never  knew  the  hours  she 
spent  in  making  herself  proficient  and  so 
worthy  of  his  notice. 

"  I  know  that  I'm  only  a  boy,"  he  said. 
"  But  many  boys  start  earning  a  living  when 
they  are  younger  than  I  am.  I  have  got  to 
work  my  way  up  ;  that's  all.  I  mean  to  do  it, 
too,"  he  went  on,  as  he  squared  his  shoulders. 
"  I  shall  show  them  all  what  I  am  made  of, 
and  then  I  shall  come  back." 

He  drew  a  deep  breath. 

The  girl  beside  him  made  no  answer. 

She  had  stooped  to  pick  the  daisies  at  her 
feet,  and  her  face  was  turned  away  from  him. 
She  dared  not  look  up  or  trust  her  voice. 

The  idea  of  Harry  going  away  filled  her  with 
a  fear  that  almost  amounted  to  terror.  When 
he  was  at  school  she  knew  that  she  could  never 
go  to  him,  that  weeks  would  pass,  perhaps,  and 
he  would  not  give  a  thought  to  her,  but  there 
was  always  the  possibility.  And  when  he  did 
come  home — now  there  would  be  no  home. 
He  would  go  away,  and  she  might  never  see 
him  again. 

1  The  boy  guessed  nothing  of  what  was  passing 
in  her  mind. 

He  glanced  down  at  her  somewhat  im- 
patiently. He  wanted  her  to  answer  him.  It 
was  at  this  moment  that  he  became  conscious 
of  the  man  behind  the  hedge. 

Arthur  had  stopped  to  listen.  He  was  quite 
unconscious  that  he  might  not  be'  acting  quite 

Ho  was  thinking  it  was  a  grand  opportunity 
for  him  to  discover  the  type  of  youth  his 
cousin  might  be. 

He  was  waiting  to  hear  more,  when  Harry^ 
'uttered  an  exclamation,  and  when  he  spoke 
again,  his  voice  was  raised  slightly. 

"  If  you  want  to  interest  yourself  in  our  con- 
versation, why  don't  you  come  up  and  show 
yourself  instead  of  skulking  behind  that  hedge  ?  " 

Arthur  did  not  realise  at  first  that  the  words 
were  addressed  to  him,  but  when  a  clod  was 
dropped  over  and  hit  him  on  the  shoulder,  he 
suddenly  woke  up  to  the  fact  that  he  was  dis- 

His  first  impulse  was  flight,  his  second  to  go 

Ho  was  indignant  and  angry  with  his  cousin's 
(attitude  towards  himself,  which  he  felt  to  be 

'    He  hurried  towards  the  gate  and  looked  over. 

"Look  here,  youngster,"  he  said,  "I  think 
you  have  said  quite  enough  rude  things  about 
me.  I  must  confess  that  I  never  thought  you 
looked  upon  me  in  this  light.  You  have 
'avoided  me  all  day,  and  I  have  not  ha)A  a 
chance  to  speak  to  you  ;  but  you  and  I  must  not 
nuarrel.  If  only  for  your  mother's  sake  I  am 
willing  to  be  friends." 

Harry  had  flushed  a  deep  crimson.  He  was 
(Continued  on  page  18.) 


The  "  Pidlure  Snow's  '  Gu»Je  to  P»<fture-goers. 

"  The  Woman  Gives."    Norma  Talmadqe 

(  Wall  unlaw). 

THE  eldest  of  the  three  clover  Talmadge 
sisters  in  a  dramatic  rolo  as  a  girl  artist 
in  a  romance  of  the  New  York  artists' 
colony.    It  is  a  story  of  the  ties  of  friendship, 
and  shows  how  a  young  girl,  determined  and 
unaided,  saves  a  man,  body  and  soul. 

"  Upstairs."   Mabel  Normand  (Stoll). 

A PHOTO  PLAY  that  will  keep  you  in  the 
greatest  spirits  is  this  film,  with  Madcap 
Mabel  in  her  merriest  mood.  It  tells 
of  a  girl  "  below  stairs  "  in  a  hotel,  and  her 
longings  to  explore  the  unknown  region  "  up- 
stairs." Her  adventures  when  she  does  get 
there  are  of  the  true  Mabel  Normand  variety. 

"  The  Dragon  Painter."  Sessue  Hayakawa 
and  Tsuri  Aoki  (Jury's). 

A LOVE  legend  of  Japan  brought  to  life 
on  the  screen.  It  tells  of  a  young  painter 
in  the  mountains  and  his  wild  and  at 
length  fruitful  search  of  his  ideal,  "  The  Dragon 
Princess."  It  shows  how  a  love  came  between 
him  and  his  art,  and  how  a  ruse  was  the  means 
of  bringing  happiness  to  both  the  princess 
and  the  painter.   Exquisite  in  every  detail. 

"  More  Deadly  than  the  Male."  Ethel 
Clayton  (Paramount -Arte raft). 

AN  original  photo-play  founded  on  Kipling's 
famous  line,  "  The  female  of  the  species 
is  more  deadly  than  the  male."  Ethel 
Clayton  plays  the  role  of  a  woman-riddle-tigress- 
angel,  and  plays  it  splendidly.      There  is  a 
startling  climax  in  this  play. 

"  Mr.  Gilfil's  Love  Story."  Hkndersox 
Bland  and  Marie  Odette  (Ideal). 

AN  appealing  story  of  an  Italian  girl  brought 
up  in  England,  and  of  her  great  lovo 
for  a  man,  selfish  and  unworthy.  Gilfil, 
her  guardian  angel,  does  not  keep  for  long  hi* 
long-awaited  happiness,  and  the  play  ends  on 
a  noto  of  tragedy.   Fair  production. 

"A  White  Man's  Chance."    J.  Washes 
Kerrigan  and  Lillian  Walker  (Oaumont). 

THE  love  and  adventures  of  a  white  mail 
and  girl  in  Mexico,  with  the  well-known 
favourites   in   typical    roles.  Thrilling 
fights   between   the   hero   and   the  villainom 
Mexican  and  effective  love  scenes  are  provided 
in  a  well-told  story. 

"  Over  the  Garden  Wall."    Bessie  Love 
(  Vitatjraph ). 

A DELIGHTFULLY  acted  story   of  two 
sisters,  the  daughters  of  an  old  book- 
worm, and  their  love  affairs.     The  din- 
appearance  of  a  contract  adds  to  the  complica- 
tions, and  a  thrilling  abduction  provides  many 
exciting  situations.     Acting  very  good. 


"  Deuce     Duncan."      William  Desmond 
( Western  Import).  * 

THE  breezy  actor  in  a  fine  Western  role — a 
dashing,  hard-riding  cowboy.  Plenty  of 
rapid  action  and  stirring  moments. 

"  The  Bat."    Edward  Mathe  and  Mllb. 

Stella  (Oaumont). 

MYSTERY  that  ever  holds  young  and  old 
alike  is  here.     This  drama  is  written 
round  a  plot  in  which  a  man  ^s  blind 
in  daylight,  but  can  see  in  the  dark. 


My  First  Engagement. 

MY  first  experienie  was  to  play  "  water- 
babe  "  in  an  artistic  scenic  entitled 
"  Historic  Hampstead,"  .  which  was 
conceived  and  carried  out  by  Mr.  K.  C.  Spiers, 
the  well-known  journalist  who  has  also  the 
honour  of  being  my  uncle.  (No,  that  isn't 
swank  ;  he  says  he's  proud  of  me  !) 

Well,  in  that  film  I  had  to  crawl  out  of  a 
bed  of  water-lilies  with  very  little  on  except 
flowers.  It  was  lucky  I  was  requested  to  crawl, 
for  I  could  do  little  else  at  that  time,  being 
but — well,  what's  less  than  1 — 0  and  a  half  ? 

A  Jammy  Story. 

MY  second  performance  was  in  my  daddy's 
picture-play,  "  The  Heart  of  a  Rose." 
I  had  "  some  "  part  in  that  !  I  was  only 
two  years  of  age,  and  had  to  be  "  on  "  in  a 
dozen  scenes.  Sometimes  I  wanted  to  and 
sometimes  I  didn't,  which  worried  the  producer, 
Mr.  Jack  Denton.  But  he's  awfully  nice  to 
kiddies.  He  didn't  smack  me,  though  I  stuck 
his  working  script  so  tight  with  jam  that  he 
couldn't  see  what  came  next  till  the  stage 
carpenters  got  hot  water  and  unsticked  it. 

I  wasn't  the  only  one  who  got  all  over  jam  ; 
there  were  other  children  in  the  scenes — all 
Mrs.  Shufflebottom's  children.  We  started  off  by 
eating  cakes  and  jam  very  nicely,  but  by  the 
time  we'd  rehearsed  the  scene  umpteen  times, 
because  some  child  looked  at  the  camera  or 
some  dreadful  un-actor-like  thing  of  the  sort, 
we  gradually  got  so  sticky  all  over  that  I  was 
afraid  we'd  have  to  be  scraped. 

"  Testimony." 

MY  most  recent  engagement  was  a  few 
weeks  ago  in  the  George  Clark  Pro- 
ductions latest  screen  play,  "  Testimony." 

Her  First  Love. 

I'VE  had  a  really  and  truly  love  letter  from 
an  unknown  admirer — a  little  girl  in  Lanca- 
shire who  saw  my  picture  in  the  Picture 
Show  last  year.  In  her  letter,  she  says,  "  I 
think  you're  the  dearest,  sweetest  little  girl  I 
ever  saw."  Mother  and  I  are  keeping  her  letter, 
so  that  when  I  grow  up  I  will  remember  to  be 
always  sweet  and  dear  to  other  little  children. 


Ltftle  Joan  Mary 

Little  JOAN  MARY,  daughter  of  Langford  Reed. 



V'ellow  Net  Curtains  and  Sunshine. 

IVY  DUKE  lias  a  wonderful  idea  of  colour 
effects.    When  I  went  to  have  a  chat  with 
her  the  other  morning    she  was  wearing  a 
delightful    b!ack    silk    stockinet   gown,  with 
touches  of  white.    The  daintiest  of  black  lace 
hats    showed  off  the 
glint  of  her  fair  hair 
and  the  charm  of  her 
delicate  feature?. 

"  I  usually  wear  dark 
colours  off  the  stage,  or 
when  I'm  not  doing 
film  work,"  she'  told 
me.  "  I"  love  simple 
things,  and  I  have  a 
craze  for  collecting  old 
oak,  not  oak  with  a  lot 
of  carving,  but  plain 
Puritan  oak  of  the 
Queen  Aune  period, 
and  I'm  very  fond  of 
old  glass,"  she  added 
smilingly,  "  especially 
of  the  old  Waterford  variety." 

She  asked  me  if  I  had  ever  tried  yellow  net 
curtains  on  my  windows. 

'  They  give  a  sunshiny  effect,"  she  declared. 

From  Fairy  Queen  to  Villainess. 

AN  old  actress  told  nie  the  other  day," 
Miss  Duke  confided,  "  that  there  were 
not  so  many  good  actresses  about  now 
a=  in  the  old  days  when  many  were  paid  about 
twelve  shillings  a  week." 

"  Because,"  she  explained  to  Miss  Duke, 
"  then  we  had  to  play  everything  from  fairy 
queen  to  villainess.  One  was  never  allowed  to 
f  r.y,  '  I'm  too  old  or  too  young  for  a  part,'  she 
Imd  simply  got  to  make  herself  do  it. 

Where  There's  a  Will  There's  a  Way. 

"  I  THINK  the  old  actress's  comments  were 
I     most  useful,"  said  Miss  Duke,  "  for  it's  so 
easy  to  get  into  the  habit  of  thinking  one 
ran'  ofily  play  a  certain  role — comedy  or  tra- 

"  Personally,  I  find  comedy  difficult,  and  it's 
very  trying  work  for  a  producer  when  he  find-! 
himself  up  against  rooted  ideas.  If  he'll  take 
i he  trouble  to  get  one  out  of  a  rut,  he's  a  decided 
Mossing  to  the  fortunate  artiste  who  can  awaken 
bis  interest. 

"  It's  a  terrible  mistake  to  let  people  persuade 
one  to  do  only  one  pari  all  one's  life. 

The  Lowest  Rung  of  the  Ladder. 

YOU  see  I  had  luck,"  Miss  Ivy  Duke  con- 
fessed. "  All  the  same,  if  you  start  off 
in  a  leading  part,  you've  got  to  be  bad 
tn  l>r>  good.  But  I  quite  realise  it  is  best  to  begin 
:it  the  bottom  and  work  up  to  the  top.  If  a  girl 
aspires  to  walk  on  in  the  films,  in  the  hope  of 
paining  a  small  part  one  day,  she  must  keep  her 
i ye9  open  and  train  herself  to  be  observant." 

"  But  don't  you  think  Cinema  acting  a  gift  ?  " 
I  asked. 

"  It's  a  question  of  experience.    One  has  to 
1  o  terribly  persevering.    Anyone  who  has  brains 
in   their    head   and  a 
heart  in  their  body  can 
get  on. 

Can  You  Cry  at 

I DEFY  anyone  to 
do  so  without 
training,"  said 
Miss  Duke.  "  Until 
you  can  cry,  you  can- 
not call  yourself  an 

"When  I  first 
started,"  she  laughed, 
I  had  to  uso  onions 
to  bring  tears  to  my 
eyes,  but  the  effect 
wasn't  natural  enough. 
Not  long  ago  I  played 
from  ten  o'clock  in  the 
mornine  until  twelve  o'clock  at  midnight,  and 
most  of  the  timo  I  had  to  cry. 

"  I  simply  had  to  work  myself  up  into  a  state 
of  real  emotional  grief.  Having  reached  that 
stage  I  was  filmed." 

Another  Lure. 

BUT  much  as  Miss  Duke  adores  screen  work, 
she  has  another  passion  and  that  is 
animals  and  open-air  life.    "  Betty,"  Miss 

Picture  ShouM 




Duke's  rough-haired  terrier,  is  also  a  star  in  her 
way,  and  often  does  film  work. 

"  On  a  farm  in  Oxfordshire,"  Miss  Duke  told 
me,  "  I've  got  three  horses,  some  pigs,  two 
calves,  and  a  kitten,  and,  of  course,  I've  two 
dogs.  If  my  heart  was  not  in  films,  I  should  like 
to  work  on  the  land,  do  rough  riding,  and  groom 
my  own  horses." 

In  Picturesque  Garb. 

I WENT  to  see  Mr.  Gerald  Lawrence  the  other 
evening.    I  expect  many  of  you  saw  him 
in  the  role  of  Mario  Cavaradossi,  in  "  La 
Tosca  "  not  so  long  ago.    Incidentally  it  was  a 
part  that  accentuated  that  fascinating  musical 
voice  of  his. 

An  Irving  Touch. 

I ADORED  Irving,"  he  told  mo.  "  In  fact, 
I  worshipped  him,  and  I  was  equally 
devoted  to  Laurence,  with  whom  I  colla- 
borated in  the  play  '  Richard  Lovelace.'  When 
Irving  gave  me  the  parts  that  Laurence  had 
hitherto  played,  the  latter  never  showed  the 
slightest  resentment.  We  were  always  friends 
to  the  last.  ► 

"  I  was  playing  the  King  to  Irving's  Becket 
the  week  he  died.  I  always  used  to  look'  for- 
ward to  a  little  chat  with  him  between  the  acts. 
It  was  a  strange  coincidence  that  only  the  night 
before  he  died,  he  turned  to  me  and  said  : 

"  'Just  as  one  is  beginning  to  know  a  little 
about  this  work  of  ours,  it's  time  to  leave  it.' 

A  Strange  Coincidence. 

I'M  immensely  interested  in  British  film  pro 
duction,"  Gerald  Lawrence  admitted. 
"  Of  course,  I  think  that  the  producer  ha; 

the  most  difficult  tasU. 
He  has.  to  be  so  careful 
to  build  up  each  con- 
secutive part  of  tho 
play  or  the  effect  is 

"  Amongst  films  in 
which  I've  played  are 
'  David  Garrick  '  and 
LA  Bunch  of  Violets.' 
My  last  film  was  for 
the  Gaumont  in  '  Tho 
Fall  of  a  Saint.'  By 
tho  by,"  he  added,  "  of 
course  I  did  '  Enoch 
Arden.'  It  was  on  my 
suggestion  that  we 
played   some    of  the 


scenes  where  '  tropical  effects  '  were  required 
in  the  Scilly  Isles. 

"  We  put  up  at  a  hotel  there,  and  a  few  days 
after  the  landlady  came  to  mo  and  asked  : 
'  Are  you  doing  Enoch  Arden  "  ?  '  When  I 
admitted  that  that .  was  the  case  she  said, 
'  Come  with  me.' 

"  I  followed  her  through  the  hotel  grounds 
to  a  certain  spot  noar  an  immense  tree,  and 
there  wo*  a  tablet  which  bore  words  to  this 
effect  :  '  In  those  grounds  in  18G9  Alfred  Tenny- 
son wroto  "  Enoch  Arden."  '  " 

.Mr.  Lawrence  told  me  that  he  had  no  idea  of 
this  fact  when  he  suggested  the  Scilly  Isles  for 
some  of  the  scenes. 

Mercy ! 

IT'S  my  own  name,"  faughed  Mercy  Hatton, 
when  I  was  having  tea  with  her  the  other 
afternoon  ;  "  but  they  used  to   call  me 
'  Fiery  '  in  the  department  in  which  I  worked 
at  tho  War  Office  during  the  war. 

"  No,  I  assure  you  it  had  nothing  to  do  with 
my  temper,"  she  laughed.  "  It  was  because  of 
the  red  tint  in  my  hair." 

Indian  Embroidery  and  an  Idea. 

MISS  HATTON  and  I  found  that  at  least 
we  shared  one  pleasure  in  common,  and 
that  was  watching  other  people,  but  for 
the  moment  I  was  quite  content  to  look  at  her. 

She  was  wearing  black  charmeuse,  and  a 
wonderful  charmeuse  coat-cape  affair,  with  big, 
wide  kimono  shaped  embroidered  cuffs,  and 
touches  of  gold  across  the  collar. 

"  It  was  my  own  idea,"  she  confided.  "  I 
adoro  designing.  The  gold  embroidery  is 
Indian.  It  was  once  a  funny  little  Indian  gold 
embroidered  cape.  So  if  you  have  such  a 
treasure,  you'll  know  what  to  do  with  it." 

Mother  love.    Another  stronf  scene  showing  IV1 
DUKE,  who  takes  the  leading  role. 

PlCTrHE  Show  Abt  SiH-LfcMK.NT,  Xonmbrr  Zllh,  1920. 


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The  Fluffy  Heroine. 

I'VE  played  in  quite  a  lot.  of  films,"  Miss 
Hntton  told    me;     "and   in   several  of 
Baroneaa  D'Orezy's  books,  and  I  simply 
adore  her.    She's  a  dear  .' 

"I've  played  in  'Her  Son,'  and  '  In  the  Case 
of  Lady  Camber '  for  the  Broadwest  Films. 
Also  in  'The  Romance  of  a  Movie  Star,'  and 
'  In  the  Sands  of  Time.'  " 

Between  ourselves  I  think  I  might  mention 
Miss  Hatton  is  delightfully  pretty,  but  she 
obviously  doesn't  mind  sacrificing  her  youth 
and  beauty  to  her  art,  for  she  plays  the  mother 
in  "  Her  Son,"  and  she  also  assured  me  that  sho 
was  not  keen  on  tho  "fluffy-haired"  heroine 
type,  but  she  preferred  doing  character  parts. 

In  Search  of  a  Storm. 

I MET  Alec  Fraser  the  other  evening.    He  had 
just  come   back  after  some  exciting  ad- 
ventures off.  the  .Welsh  coast,  where  he  was 
doing  film  work  with  the  B.  &  C.  Company. 

"  Knowing  that  this  is  the  month  for  storms," 
he  laughed,  "  we  set  off  on  a  collier  to  find  one. 
But  we  sailed  about  on  water  as  smooth  as  glass, 
and  beneath  cloudless  skies  for  three  weeks 
without  the  trace  of  a  storm.  Most  disappoint- 
ing !  " 

The  Porter  and  the  Lady. 

ALEC  FRASER  was  playing  the  part  of  a 
captain,  and  rigged  in  his  blue  and  gold 
uniform,  he  was  going  down  the  stairs  of 
his  hotel  one  morning  to  join  the  rest  of  the 
company,  when  a  lady  suddenly  rushed  up-  to 
him,  thrust  her  suit-case  in  his  hand,  and 
said  :  "  Porter,  take  this  up  to  room  number 
eight  !  " 

"  Hullo,  Dearie  ! " 

"  I  WAS  one  of  the 
Y  first  British 
actors  to  go  in 
for  film  work,"  Mr. 
Fraser  told  me,  "  in 
the  days  when  fifteen 
shillings  a  week  was 
considered  a  huge 
salary.  I've  played 
in  revue  ;  my  nest- 
le nown  song  was 
'  Hullo,  Dearie.'  I 
was  Dick  Smith  in 
'The  Wild  Widow' 
at  the  Lyceum,  and 
I  also  played  in  '  Boy 
of  My  Heart.'  Of 

course  I've  played  in  crowds  of  musical  come- 
dies, amongst  them  being  '  The  Belle  of  New 
York.'  " 

He's  now  at  work  on  a  film  for  the  Ideal 

Scenario  Editor  and  Producer. 

ONE  of  our  most  versatile  of  producers  is 
Air.   Guy   Newall.    Hard   work  has  no 
terrors  for  him.    He  lives,  dreams,  and 
slaves  for  his  ideal — that  of  producing  the  best 
films  in  the  world. 

"  It  was  when  Mr.  Richard  Clark  and  I  were 
stationed  at  Dover  on  those  nights  of  air  raids, 
that  we  decided,  '  when  the  war  was  over,  to 
set  up  and  make  pictures,'  "  he  told  me  the 
other  morning. 

One  in  a  Hundred. 

" /~\XE  has  to  be  tremendously  particular  in 
\^  the  choice  of  a  scenario.  Hundreds  of 
books  are  studied  by  our  readers 
during  the  eourse  of  a  year,  yet  the  percentage 
that  is  selected  only  works  out  at  one  in  a 

The  Sub-title  Habit. 

SUB-TITLES  are  of  the  greatest  import- 
ance," he  declared.  "The  days  of  the 
commonplace  phrases  are  past.  When 
describing  the  intervening  period,  for  instance, 
between  summer  and  autumn,  '  three  months 
are  supposed  to  elapse,'  was  quite  good  enough 
in  old  days  for  a  sub-title,  but  not  now  !  " 

This  is  one  of  Guy  Newall 's  sub-titles  to 
describe  an  interval  between  the  seasons  : 
"'  The  sickle  of  time  had  been  to  the  corn," 
Much  pleasanter  reading,  don't  you  agree  ? 



A  Fine  Film. 

THE  other  afternoon  I  went  to  see  "  Tcsti. 
mony,"  adapted  from  the  novel  by  Alice 
and  Claude  Askew,  and  included  in  Stolt'a 
Eminent  British  Authors'  Series.  Tho  scenario 
and  entire  production  is  by  Guy  Newall.  Mis* 
Ivy  Duke  ploys  the 
leading  role. 

»»  Rachel  Lyons  (Man  fj/fk 
Rorke),  the  descendant 
'  of  Puritanical  stock 
who  for  centuries  have 
lived  at  Lyons  Farm, 
has  arf  idol  in  her  son 
—Gilian  (David  Haw- 
thorne), and  an  ideal 
— that  what  was  in  the  . 
beginning,  shall  so 
remain  ! 

Rachel  is  a  hard,  just 
woman,  and  rules  Lyons 
Farm  and  its  inmates 
with  a  rod  of  iron. 
Lueinda  (Barbara 
Everest)  lives  with 
Rachel  and  her  son.  GUY  NEWALL. 
Rachel  has  trained 

Lueinda  to  become  Gilian's  wife,  but  at  the 
opening  of  the  story  his  heart  is  fancy  free. 

The  Disappointment. 

THEN  one  day  Althea  May  (Ivy  Duke),  bred 
in  a  city,  comes  as  a  schoolmistress  to  the 
old-world  village,  And  with  her  beautv, 
her   bewitching  charms,   and   her   poppy  red 
gown,  she  fascinates  Gilian.    She  reminds  him 
of  a  flower. 

But  practical  Lueinda  has  been  told  by 
Rachel,  "  she  is  to  go  about  more  with  OHIian." 
Lueinda  at  last,  stung  to  bitterness,  says, 
"  if  Gilian  wants  me  for  a  wife,  he'll  have  to  ask 
me  himself-;  besides  I'm  not  good  enough  for 
him  ;  "  to  which  Rachel  replies  : 

"  Take  this  for  your  comfort — no  woman 
could  be." 

But  Gilian  becomes  more  and  more  enamoured 
with  Althea  May.  At  last,  one  glorious  summer's 
day,  they  discover  their  great  love  for  one 
'another.  Althea  lived  with  a  little  old  maid 
named  Lissie  Emmett  (Miss  Marie  Wright), 
who  watches  love's  young  dream  with  wistful 

When  Rachel  hears  of  this,  she  faces  the  dis- 
appointment of  her  life.  Her  castles  in  the  air 
come  crashing  to  the  earth.  She  has  a  bitter 
quarrel  with  her  son.  At  last,  however,  she  has 
to  give  way,  but  her  stern  unbending  spirit 
remains.  Gilian  and  Althea  are  married. 
Through  many  months  Althea  surfers  the  iron 
will  of  her  mother-in-law.  At  last  her  child  is 
born.  But  she  has  now  entirely  cut  herself 
adrift  from  Rachel.  She  refuses  a  bundle  of 
old-fashioned  baby  clothes,  because  she  pre- 
ferred pretty  ones  for  her  baby,  not  knowing 
that  they  had  been  Gilian's.  In  her  agony  and 
rage,  Rachel  burns  the  little  garments  she  had 
long  cherished. 

The  End  of  the  Story. 

THE  baby  dies,  and  the  gulf  widens,.  Rachel 
regains  her  old  power  over  Gilian.  An  uncle. 
Reuben  Curtis  (Douglas  Munro),  writes  and 
offers  Althea  May  a  home 
if  she  is  unmarried.  Be- 
■  lieving  Gilian  no  longer 
loves  her.  and  know- 
ing that  Rachel  regrets 
her  son  did  not  marry 
Lueinda,  she  runs  away. 
A  terrible  scene  follows  ; 
when  Gilian  discovers 
his  wife  has  gone,  he 
blames  Rachel,  and  goes 
out  into  the  world  to 
seek  Althea. 

Althea  is  now  the 
petted  heiress  of  Reu- 
ben Curtis;  she  is  flung 
into  the  vortex  of 
London    social  life. 


Reuben  wants  to  marry  Lady  Letty  (Ruth 
Mackay).  She  consents  to  do  so  if  Althea 
marries  Cecil  Coram  (Lawford  Davidson).  When 
Cecil  Coram  asks  her  to  be  his  wife,  Althea  has 
to  confess  she  is  already  married.  Reuben  Curtis 
ttirns  her  out.  She  goes  back  to  the  farm. 
Gilian  is  still  searching  for  her.  Eventually 
Rachel's  heart  is  softened,  and  with  Gilian's 
return,  new  and  abiding  l>appiness  comes  to 
Lyons  Farm.  Edith  XnPEAK- 

16  Picture  Shoie,  November  21(h,  1920. 

A.   Story   of  a   Strange   Legacy,   and    How   a   Backwoodsman    Learnt   the   AfVays   of  Society. 

as  Caroline. 

as  John. 

WHEN  Hardwood  John  Haynes  arrived  in  New 
Orleans  and  stood  outside  the  station.  Tie 
would  have  made  a  good  photograph  for  a 
comic  paper,  with  the  title,  "  Lost  in  a  Big  City." 

Picture  a  man  six  feet  in  height  with  a  wiry, 
powerful  body  toughened  by  toil,  and  a  face  tanned 
deep  brown  by  sun  and  wind — a  strong,  handsome 
lace,  but  the  face  of  a  child  oi  nature. 

His  clothes  consisted  of  rough  homespun,  with  the 
trousers  tucked  into  high  boots.  In  his  hand  he 
held  an  old-fashioned  grip-bag,  on  his  face  was  an 
expression  of  utter  and  nervous  bewilderment. 
.1  ohn  Haynes  was  just  as  much  out  of  place  in  that 
quickly  moving  throng  a-s  any  of  the  well-dressed 
city  men  would  have  been  in  the  timber  camp  from 
which  he  had  just  come. 

The  reason  for  Hardwood  Haynes  coming  was 
contained  in  a  letter  he  had  received  from  a  lawyer, 
telling  him  that  his  uncle  had  left  him  a  legacy — the 
land,  building  contents,  and  goodwill  of  a  modiste's 

Until  well  on  his  journey  Haynes  had  not  even 
known  what  a  modiste's  shop  was,  and  when,  by 
careful  inquiry  of  a  fellow-passenger  be  had  learned 
that  it  was  a  place  where  they  sold  ladies'  frocks  and 
frills  he  had  thought  more  than  once  of  turning  back. 
But  doggedness  was  John's  strong  point. 

He  determined  to  see  the  shop  and  then  decide 
what  to  do  with  his  strange  legacy. 

He  had  the  address,  and  after  many  directions  he 
got  to  the  shop.  But  when  Haynes  saw  the  dainty 
and  alluring  garments  displayed  in  the  windows  he 
stopped  dearl  at  the  door. 

"  No,  I  just  couldn't  do  it,"  he  muttered.  "  Face 
them. girls  inside  with  all  that  stuff  hanging  like 
banners  in  the  breeze  ?  No,  Hardwood,  you've  got 
l o  t  hink  of  some  plan." 

As  he  waited  outside  he  caught  sight  of  an  old 
gentleman  of  a  very  distinguished  appearance 
gazing  sadly  at  a  window  filled  with  wax  models 
wearing  gorgeous  lace-trimmed  gowns.  As  the 
gentleman  was  about  to  cuter  John  Haynes  went  up 
to  him. 

"  Kxcuse  me,  sir,"  he  said.  "  U  you  arc  going  in 
there  would  you  mind  me  coming  in  with  you,  for  I 
ain't  got  the  courage  to  go  in  alone  ?  " 

The  gentleman  smiled,  and  noticing  the  back- 
woods dress  of  his  questioner,  guessed  the  reason. 

"  Certainly,"  he  said  politely. 

Haynes  stuck  to  the  gentleman  as  he  walked  up 
to  a  counter,  though  the  flush  of  mortification  showed 
through  his  tan  as  he  heard  the  undisguised  titter  of 
the  Shopgirls  as  he  passed  them.  He  stood  behind 
the  gentleman  as  the  latter,  producing  a  paper  on 
which  were  written  some  measurements,  asked  to  seo 
a  frock  suitable  for  a  young  girl. 

A  good  many  were  brought  to  him,  and  he  at  last 
asked  the  price  of  one. 

"  .Ninety  dollars,"  said  the  saleswoman. 

A  Hush  passed  over  the  gentleman's  face. 

"  1  am  sorry  I  have  given  you  so  much  trouble." 
h  •  said,  "  but  1  haven't  got  so  much  money.  Could 
1  ask  you  to  reserve  the  frock  for  me  till  later  in  the 
day  ?  " 

••  With  pleasure,  sir,"  replied  the  young  lady. 

When  they  got  outside  John  Haynes  suggested  a 
d  ink.  Somewhat  bewildered,  the  gentleman  con- 
sented, and  as  they  stood  at  the  bar  Haynes  put 
forward  a  proposition  that  had  suddenly  leapt  to  his 

"  Yon  must  excuse  me,  sir,  but  I  couldn't  help 
ove  hearing  what  you-said  about  not  having  enough 
mo  icy." 

"  That  cannot  concern  you,"  said  the  gentleman 
st  i  illy. 

"  Just  hear  me  out,  please,"  pleaded  Haynes. 

I've  got  very  impor- 
tant business  in  this 
city, and  I'm  needing 
a  place  to  board  at. 
From  what  I've 
heard,  if  I  go  to 
one  of  t  h  e  in  big 
hotels  some  clever 
coon  will  get  ms 
sure.  Would  you 
mind  taking  me  as  a 
boarder,  and  sort  of 
looking  after  me  ? 
I'll  pay  just  what 
you  ask  and  thank 

The  stranger 
frowned  for  a  second, 
and  then  the  humour 
of  the  situation  ap- 
pealed to  him.  That 
he.  Judge  Clay  Emer- 
son Meredith,  of  one 
of  the  oldest  families 
in  the  South  should 
be  asked  to  take  in 
a  boarder,  and  that 
hoarder  a  rough 
backwoodsman,  was 
too  funny  for  words. 

But  then  came  the 
thought  how  useful 
the  money  would  be. 

Judge  Meredith 
was  badly  pressed  for 

His  granddaughter,  Caroline,  was  leaving  school, 
and  she  had  written  asking  him  to  buy  her  a  frock 
for  a  party  to  which  she  had  b.'en  invited,  and  it 
grieved  him  greatly  to  think  he  might  not  be  able 
to  raise  the  ninety  dollars  for  the  dress  he  had  fixed 
his  mind  on. 

He  looked  up  at  the  face  of  John  Haynes. 

There  was  something  in  it  that  appealed  to  him. 

"  One  of  nature's  gentlemen,"  he  thought  as  he 
held  out  his  hand. 

"  I  will  agree  to  your  suggestion,"  he  said.  "  because 
I  need  the  money ,"and  also  because  I  feel  that  I  may 
be  of  assistance  to  you  in  what  business  you  have  to 
transact  in  the' city.  1  feel  sure  you  will  never  give 
me  cause  to  regret  taking  you  to  my  house." 

"  You  may  rely  on  that,  sir,"  said  Haynes. 

The  Judge  then  told  Haynes  his  name,  and  men- 
tioned the  sum  he  would  be  willing  to  accept  in  return 
for  his  hospitality. 

Haynes  took  a  wallet  of  notes  from  his  pocket. 

"  And  now,  Judge,  there  is  only  one  more  favour  I 
wish  to  ask  yon.  Will  you  allow  me  to  pay  one  month 
in  advance.  1  shall  feel  more  comfortable  like  if 
you  will." 

The  Judge  knew  only  too  well  that  It  was  his 
poverty  that  hail  prompted  Haynes  to  make  the  offer, 
and  he  appreciated  it. 

"  You  have  the  instincts  of  a  Southern  gentleman, 
Mr.  Haynes,  and  I  will  take  advantage  of  your  kind- 
ness. If  you  will  wait  for  me  I  will  complete  the 
purchase  which  my— er — lack  of  funds  delayed." 

The  Paying  Guest. 

AND  so  It  was  that  Hardwood  Haynes  became  a 
paying  guest  in  Judge  Meredith's  house.  By 
the  time  Caroline  Meredith  came  home  John 
Haynes,  under  the  discreet  but  careful  tutoring  of 
the  Judge,  had  begun  to  shed  much  of  his  backwoods 
roughness.  He  had  begun  to  have  faith  in  himself 
to  accomplish  what  he  had  determined  to  do  once  he 
haj  taken  up  residence  with  Judge  Meredith— show 
these  city  people  that  It  was  easier  to  learn  the 
conventions  of  society  than  it  was  to  wield  an  nxe. 

But  when  he  saw  Caroline  all  his  eld  shyness 

She  was  a  petite,  golden-haired  girl,  with  a  fairy- 
like figure,  two  dancing  blue  eyes,  and  a  mischievous 
mouth  which -reminded  Haynes  of  a  rosebud  just 
opening  its  petals  for  the  first  time. 

He  felt  just  like  a  hired  man  in  a  drawing-room. 

But  to  his  great  relief,  Caroline  did  not  appear  to 
notice  his  rough  clothes  or  his  awkward  manners. 

She  talked  to  him  about  the  subject*  he  knew  best, 
the  big  woods  and  the  lonely  spaces.  When  she  left 
him  John  Uavnes  heaved  a  tremendous  sigh. 

"  Gee  I  But  I  guess  I  wouldn't  mind  being  a  city 
dude,  if  I  thought  it  would  please  her." 

But,  with  the  coining  of  Caroline  came  another,  to 
whom  Haynes  took  an  Instinctive  dislike. 

He  was  a  young  man  named  Wayn^  Page,  a  hand- 
some, well-dressed  young  man,  who  took  little  pains 
to  disguise  the  contempt  he  felt  towards  Haynes — 
that  is,  when  John  was  not  present. 

The  backwoodsman  decided  that  Page  was  a  waster, 
but  he  determined  to  take  one  lesson  from  him. 

He  meant  to  get  some  city  clothes. 

He  broached  the  subject  to  the  judge,  and  the 
latter,  who  had  been  wondering  how  he  could  suggest 
the  same  thing  without  offending  Haynes,  agreed  to 
act  as  his  adviser. 

And  when  John  Haynes  was  arrayed  In  city  garb 
he  certainly  looked  every  inch  a  gentleman. 

It  was  o'nlv  when  he  began  to  talk  that  one  would 
have  suspected  that  but  a  few  weeks  before  he  had 
been  felling  big  timber. 

One  night  the  Judge — who  had  in  the  meantime 
come  Into  a  decent  sum  from  his  shares  in  a  company 
which  had  suddenly  begun  to  prosper  after  not 
paying  a  dividend  for  years — gave  a  party. 

Haynes  was  dressed  in  evening  clothes,  which 
fitted  his  superb  figure  like  a  glove. 

Caroline,  who  was  the  first  to  see  him  as  he  entered 
the  reception-room,  ran  up  to  him  with  real  admira- 
tion in  her  eyes. 

"  You'll  be  the  lion  of  the  evening,  Mr.  Haynes. 
All  the  girls  will  fall  in  love  with  you,  and  the  men 
will  be  frightfully  jealous,"  she  burst  out  in  her 
girlish  way. 

John  Haynes  blushed  and  grinned  sheepishly. 

"  It's  good  of  you  to  say  that.  Miss  Meredith,"  he 
said,  "  but  if  you  knew  how  I  felt.  Lcrdy  1  It  seems" 
to  me  it  I  move  I  shall  burst  something." 

"  Oh,  no,  you'll  soon  get  over  that  feeling,"  laughed 
Caroline.  "  Don't  forget  you  must  ask  me  for  a 
dance,"  she  cried  as  she  ran  off  to  meet  some  of  the 
other  guests. 

The  Dance- 

JOHN  HAYNES  swelled  with  pride  at  her  words- 
Little  did  he  think  it  was  the  pride  that  went 
before  a  fall. 

At  the  first  opportunity  he  asked  Caroline  for  a 

If  there  was  one  thing  Haynes  was  certain  he  could 
do  well  it  was  dancing.  Had  he  not  been  the  best 
dancer  in  the  loggers'  camp  ? 

But  in  the  camp  it  was  customary  for  the  man  to 
dance  a  reel  before  taking  his  part  ner,  and  poor  John, 
in  his  ignorance,  imagined  it  would  be  the  same  now. 

To  the  astonishment  of  the  guests  he  shouted  out  to 
the  leader  of  the  orchestra  : 

' "  Say,  mister  I  Can  you  play  '  Turkey  Show  a 
Leg  '  ?  And  when  the  music  began  John  set  off 
with  a  breakdown  at  a  terrific  speed. 

So  sure  was  he  that  he  was  scoring  a  great  success 
that  he  did  not  hear  the  giggles  of  the  company  ; 
and  as  he  went  on  not  even  the  loud  laughter  of  those 
who  could  restrain  themselves  no  longer  reached  his 

He  danced  till  the  sweat  ran  down  his  cheeks,  till 
his  white  tie  became  undone  and  hung  like  a  flag  in 
distress  from  his  limp  collar.  Only  when  the  band 
stopped  did  Haynes  stop. 

Then,  as  he  turned  with  smiling  face  to  await  the 
applause,  he  felt  that  he  could  have  dropped  through 
the  floor.  With  the  exception  of  the  judge  and 
Caroline  all  the  guests  were  doubled  up  with  laughter. 

"  Idiot  !  "  he  muttered.  "  You're  sure  the  prize 

As  he  stood  there,  not  knowing  how  best  to  get 
away,  Caroline  ran  up  to  him. 

"  I  guess  my  brand  of  dancing  ain't  been  introduced 
south  yet,"  he  said  apologetically. 

"  Never  mind,  Mr.  Haynes,"  said  the  girl  loyally. 
"  I  liked  it,  and  you  must  teach  me  those  steps 
some  time." 

She  placed  her  arm  on  his  nnd  tactfully  guided  hiu. 
to  where  he  could  watch  the  dancing.  And  it  was 
Caroline's  hands  that  re-tied  his  tie. 

Haynes  danced  no  more  that  night,  but  he  watched 
the  others,  and  he  determined  to  learn  the  society 
style  if  it  killed  him. 

All  that  night  he  turned  the  matter  over  in  his 
mind,  nnd  at  last  he  thought  of  a  plan. 

He  had  seen  the  manager  of  his  shop  and  arranged 
with  him  to  draw  money  as  he  needed  it.  While  he 
had  been  talking  to  the  manager  the  girl  who  had 
served  the  judge  with  the  dress  came  in,  nnd  she  had 
been  introduced  to  Haynes  as  Miss  Kosalie  Andre. 

Incidentally  he  had  learned  that  there  was  a 
recreation  room  attached  to  the  shop  where  the  girls 
learned  to  dance,  and  held  occasional  parties. 

He  determined  to  ask  Miss  Andre  to  teach  him 
dancing,  and  full  of  his  resolve  he  visited  the  shop 
the  next  morning  and  saw  the  girl. 

He  impressed  upon  her  what  he  wanted,  and  added 
that  he  did  not  want  any  of  the  other  girls  to  know 
he  was  the  proprietor. 

"  But  how  shall  I  introduce  you  ?  "  said  Rosalie. 

"  Couldn't,  you  say  I  was  a  poor  relation  1  " 
suggested  John. 

"  I'm  afraid  that  would  not  do,"  replied  Miss  Andre 
with  a  smile.  "  I  know,  I'll  say  you  arc  the  new 
store  detective." 

she  led  him  through  the  various  departments  an  I 
Introduced  him.  Haynes  thought  that  some  of  them 
seemed  to  recognise  him,  but  if  they  did  they  said 
nothing.  - 

When  they  got  to  the  recreation-room  there  were  a 
number  of  girls  present,  but  Haynes  was  determined 
to  learn  to  dance,  if  the  whole  world  was  looking  on. 

"  Guess  you'll  find  this  funny,  girls,"  he  said,  "  bo 
laugh  If  you  feel  that  way.    Don't  mind  me." 

And  laugh  the  girls  did,  but  Haynes  persevered 
till,  on  looking  round,  he  saw  Wayne  Page  in  Ut» 
room.  ' 

Then  he  stopped,  and,  thanking  Rosalie,  liegan  to 
think  of  getting  out  before  Page  could  question  him. 

But  by  this  time  the  girls  lutd  become  interested  in 
the  handsome  stranger,  and  determined  to  have  a 
lark  with  him. 

"  Let's  rush  him  in  the  lift  nnd  keep  it  working  up 
and  down,"  said  one.  "  I'll  bet  he's  never  been  in  a 
lift  before." 

(Continued  on  page  18.) 

Picture  Show,  November  21th,  1920. 


THE    EXPRESSIONS    OF    DORIS    MAY.       (Exclusive  to  the  "Picture  Show.") 


CHARMING  little  Doris  May  is  a  co-star  with 
•  DougliiR  MacLoan  in  Thomas  H.  Ince  productions, 
and  whenever  we  see  these  two  artistes  on  the  screen 
we  can  be  quite  sure  of  a  delightful  photo-play.  Their 
chief  charm  is  their  spirit  of  youth — Doris  May  and 
Douglas  Mac  Lean  are  essentially  onejs  ideal  of  a  modern 
girl  and  boy. 

Mr.  Ince's  Persuasive  Powers. 

DORIS  MAY'S  mother  wos  very  much  against  her 
daughter  going  on  the  films,  but  when  Doris's 
father  died  tin's  sensible  little  girl  felt  that  she 
ought  to  do  something  to  help  (ill  the  family  coffers,  and 

Tke  Gifted  Star  Witk  Many  Accompltsk- 
ments.  Ranging  From  Music  to  Cooking. 

sho  thought  she  could  do  this  l>ost  by  motion -picture 
acting.  Sho  applied  at  the  Jnce  Studio,  and  it  was  Mr. 
Inco  who  finally  over-ruled  all  Mrs.  May's  objections,  and 
persuaded  her  to  let  her  daughter  join  his  company. 

The  Importance  of  Make-up. 

WHEN  Doris  May  applied  ut  tho  studio,  Mr.  Inco 
told  her  that  she  inust  hnvo  a  tent.  Poor  Doris 
did  not  know  much  about  make-up,  and  her 
hair  was  not  quite  right,  so  that  when  the  test  was  run 
off  sho  came  on  tho  screen  looking  a  fright.  It  does  not 
seem  possible,  does  it,  whon  you  think  of  pretty  Doris 
May  ?  Jt   :«  * 

Mr.  Ince,  however,  ordered  the  test  to  be  done  again, 
and  ho  personally  directed  Doris'  make-up.  This  time 
she  was  so  successful  that  she  was  immediately  engaged 
to  net  -with  Charles  Ray  ;  and  now  Doris  has  proved 
that  she  chose  the  right  profession,  for  she  is  a  co-star 
with  Douglas  MacLean. 

These  are  some  of  the  films  in  which  these  two  have 
acted :  "  Twenty-Three/  and  a  Half  Hours'  Leave," 
"  What's  Your  Husband  Doing  ?"  "  Let's  Be  Fashion- 
able," "  Green  Eyes,"  and  "  Playing  The  Game." 

Literary  Ambitions. 

ONE  would  naturally  imagine  that  Miss  May 
had  reached  the  height  of  her  ambition,  but 
no,  this  little  star  has  other  heights  which 
she  wislies  to  scale. 

Perhaps  it  is  not  surprising  to  learn  that  she 
cherishes  literary  ambitions,  since  she  is  the 
daughter  of  Willie  Green,  a  sporting  editor,  while 
her  mother  was  a  feature  writer  on  a  newspaper. 

An  All  Round  Sports  Girl. 

DORIS  MAY  confesses  that  she  would  rather 
read  than  anything  else  in  the  world  ;  but 
she  is  also  an  all-round  sports  girl.  She 
loves  to  go  for  a  morning  canter  on  her  mare 
"  Strawberry,"  while  she  is  a  good  tennis  player 
and  swimmer,  and  not  so  very  long  ago  she  started 
to  learn  golf.  The  reason  for  this  was  that  in 
one  of  the  May-MacLean  films,  Doris  had  to  play 
golf,  so  Douglas  offered  to  teach  her. 

She  also  lias  a  wonderful  talent  for  music,  and 
is  a  splendid  pianist. 

They  Knew  What  Was  Good. 

ANOTHER  accomplishment  of  this  gifted  star 
is  cooking.    During  the  making  of  a  film 
it  was  necessary  to  have   bran  muffins. 
The  property  man  had  a  difficult  task — lie  couldn't 
find  anybody  who  knew  how  to  cook  them. 

Then  Doris  came  to  the  rescue  and  cooked  the 
bran  muffins  herself.  They  were  so  delicious, 
and  a  member  of  the  cast  happened  to  taste  them 
with  disastrous  results — they  had  very  soon  all 

The  scene  that  was  to  have  been  filmed  had  to  be 
delayed  until  the  next  day,  and  Doris  had  to  do 
more  cooking.  The  director  warned  everj'Kbdy 
in  the  company  that  they  must  not  touch  the 
second  batch,  but  he  counted  without  "  Teddy  " 
the  dog.  Teddy  happened  to  find  the  muffins 
and  once  more  the  plate  was  cleared.  Doris  had 
to  cook  on  still  another  day,  but  third  time  lucky  ! 

A  Short  Description  of  This  Pretty  Star. 

DORIS  MAY  has  soft  hazel  eyes,  and  very  light 
brown  hair  with  golden  lights  in  it,  and 
she  is  only  two  inches  over  five  feet  in  height. 
She  has  an  adorable  lisp  that  is  most  fascinating. 

If  you  wish  to 
write  to  her, 
address  your 
letter — 


c/o  Thos.  H.  Ince 

Culver  City, 


U.S.  A 

Rather  shy. 

tz.  _J 

1  No  nonsense,  please  I  " 


"  I  must  think  about  it. 


Picture  Show,  Xovcmber  21th,  1920. 


They  made  a  laughing  rush  at  Uaynes,  and  before 
he  knew  what  had  happened  he  w;is  in  the  lift. 

Haynes  had  never  been  in  a  lift  before,  and  an  un- 
reasoning fear  took  possession  of  him.  He  began  to 
shout  for  help,  and  as  the  steel  cage  dashed  up  and 
down,  he  became  really  terrified.  As  he  clutched  the 
latticed  steel  work  of  the  door  he  caught  sight  of 
Wayne  Page. 

"  Get  me  out  of  this  !  "  lie  shouted. 

Wayne  Page  stopped  the  lift,  and  as  Haynes 
staggered  out  he  grasped  the  young  man  by  the  hand. 

You've  saved  my  life,"  he  gasped,  "  and  if  the 
time  ever  comes  when  f  can  repay  yon,  yon  can 
bank  ou  Hardwood  Haynes  to  do  anything  you  ask." 

The  First  Suspicion. 

AS  Haynes  was  going  out  of  the  shop  he  ran 
into  Caroline,  who  was  doing  some  shopping. 
"  Whatever    arc    you    doing    here,  Mr. 
Haynes  ?  "  she  asked.  - 

John  Haynes  blushed  furiously.    He  did  not  care  to 
tell  Caroline  that  he  had  come  to  learn  to  dance, 
"  I'm  shopping,"  he  said  awkwardly. 
"  Surely  you  don't  shop  at  a  ladies'  store  ?  "  said 

And  then,  suddenly  realising  that  Haynes  was  mis- 
leading her,  and  that  she  was  taking  too  great  an 
interest  in  the  doings  of  one  who  was  a  comparative 
stranger,  she  gave  him  a  pleasant  bow  and  was' 
passing  on  when  Haynes,  anxious  to  put  himself 
right,  added  : 

"  I  have  started  here  as  a  store  detective." 

"A  detective!"  echoed  Caroline,  in  a  tone  which 
told  that  she  did  not  think  much  of  Haynes's  choice 
of  jobs.    Then  with  another  bow  she  left  him. 

John  Haynes  walked  back  to  Judge  Meredith's 
house  in  a  very  miserable  state  of  mind. 

He  had  made  a  fool  of  himself  before  all  the  girls 
in  the  store  ;  had  put  himself  under  an  obligation  to 
Wayne  Page  :  and  he  felt  that  Caroline  despised  him 
because  she  thought  he  was  a  spy  in  a  store. 

As  he  neared  the  home  he  saw  Rosalie  Andre  out- 
side the  gates.  The  girl  was  evidently  in  trouble,  and 
as  he  got  nearer  Haynes  couM  see  she  had  been 
crying.  As  Haynes  moved  forward  with  the  intention 
of  asking  what  was  the  matter,  Rosalie  started  to 
walk  away.  • 

Haynes  followed  her,  and  as  they  neared  the 
landing-stage  of  the  river  he  saw  to  his  horror  that 
Bosalio  was  making  for  the  edge  of  the  jetty.  He 
started  to  run,  but  before  he  could  reach  her  liosalie 
had  thrown  herself  in  the  water. 

John  Haynes  dived  in  after  her,  and  after  a  struggle 
got  her  to  the  bank. 

Rosalie  was  only  semi-conscious  and  as  she  looked 
up  into  his  eyes  and  clasped  htm  round  the  neck  she 
said  in  a  heart-broken  voice  : 

"  Wayne  dear.  You  won't  leave  me  now,  will 
you  ?  " 

In  a  flash  the  terrible  truth  came  to  John  Haynes. 
Wayne  Page  was  Rosalie's  lover,  and  he  had  deceived 
her  and  then  left  her  in  order  to  marry  Caroline. 

By  this  time  a  number  of  people  had  come  up,  and 
Rosalie  was  placed  in  a  vehicle  and  taken  to  the 
hospital.  After  seeing  that  she  was  being  well 
looked  after,  Haynes  began  to  think  what  was  the 
best  thing  to  do.  At  last  he  determined  to  tell  Wayne 
Page  exactly  what  had  happened. 

He  found  Page  at  the  judge's  house,  and  without 
any  beating  about  the  bush,  he  said  : 

"  Miss  Andre  tried  to  commit  suicide  this  evening. 
Does  that  mean  anything  to  you  ?  " 

"  What  should  it  mean  1  "  replied  Page  in  a 
blustering  voice,  but  Haynes  saw  him  change  colour. 

"  I  mean  that  you  will  go  to  the  hospital  in  the 
morning  and  take  a  minister  with  you,"  said  John. 

The  next  morning  Haynes  went  to  the  hospital,  and 
to  his  horror  learned  that  Rosalie  had  died  during 
the  night  from  shock  following  exposure.  In  a  very- 
sad  mood  he  returned  to  Judge  Meredith's  to  find  that 
the  judge  had  read  the  report  of  Rosalie's  suicide. 

"  I  wish  to  speak  to  you  and  Wayne  Page  about 
this  affair,"  said  the  judge.  "  Last  night  I  over- 
.heard  you  two  men  quarrelling,  and  this  poor  girl's 

This  unusual  picture  was  snapped  by  an  intrepid  photographer  who  climbed  up  into  the  beams  of  the 
Goldwyn  Studio,  while  "Fans,"  the  eighth  ol  Booth  Tarkington's  "  Edgar  "  comedies,  was  being  hlnieck  and 
pointed  his  camera  downward.    The  photograph  shows  the  director  telling  Johnny  Jones  and  the  other 
actors  what  to  do.    The  whole  gives  an  excellent  idea  of  how  the  movies  are  made. 

name  was  mentioned.  I  have  sent  for  Mr.  Page. 
Ah,  here  he  is." 

The  judge  repeated  what  he  had  said  to  Haynes, 
and  then,  addressing  the  two  young  men,  said  : 

"  I  await  an  explanation." 

John  Haynes  was  about  to  tell  the  whole  truth  ol 
the  matter  when  Page,  in  a  whisper,  reminded  hin. 
about  the  bond  he  had  given  when  he  had  rescued 
him  from  the  lift. 

No  other  man,  probably,  would  have  regarded  hi- 
word  as  binding  in  such  circumstances,  but  Hardwood 
John  Haynes  came  from  a  country  where  a  nun'- 
word  was  sacred.  He  remained  silent,  and  the 
judge,  taking  his  silence  to  mean  a  confession  ol 
guilt,  told  him  to  leave  the  house. 

Haynes's  one  thought  now  was  to  get  away  from 
the  city  as  soon  as  possible.  He  went  (straight  to  Ms 
shop  and,  calling  the  manager  got  him  to  draw  up  a 
document  making  the  establishment  over  as  a  deed 
of  gift  to  Judge  Meredith. 

While  they  were  thus  engaged,  there  came  a  tele- 
phone message  from  the  judge  saying  that  Haynes 
was  to  return  to  his  house  at  once. 

When  he  arrived  Haynes  found  that  his  innocence 
had  been  proved  by  a  letter  Rosalie  had  written  to 
her  mother,  in  which  she  said  that  she  did  not  wish 
Wayne  Page  to  be  punished,  as  it  was  as  much  her 
fault  as  his. 

"  Why  did  you  keep  silent  when  you  could  have 
cleared  yourself  ?  "  asked  the  puzzled  judge. 

John  told  him  about  the  lift  incident,  aud  how  he 
had  pledged  his  word  to  Page,  and  then  he  added  : 

"  Besides,  I  figured  that  you  and  Miss  Caroline 
would  sooner  believe  it  of  me  than  of  the  man  she  is 
going  to  marry." 

"  You  don't  suppose,  I  would  allow  my  daughter 
to  marry  Page  after  this,  do  you  ?  "  said  the  judge. 
"  I  have  ordered  that  man  out  of  the  houseV&rKl  tie. 
will  never  return  here.  But  there  is  something  I  can 
tell  you  which  ought  to  iuterest  you.  Before  all  this 
happened  Page  proposed  to  Caroline,  and  she  refused 
him.  And,  sir,  if  you  have  not  been  quite  blind,  you 
might  guess  the  reason." 

"  I  may  be  slow,  judge,  but  I  think  I  get  your 
meaning.    I'm  going  to  find  Miss  Meredith  right  now." 

And  when,  an  hour  later,  the  judge  saw  his  daughter 
and  John  Haynes  walking  in  the  garden,  even  his  old 
eyes  could  see  in  .the  happy  smiles  on  their  faces  that 
Caroline's  answer  had  been  "  Yes." 
U Adapted  from  incidents  in  the  Parammint-Art- 
craft  photoplay,  jeaturi>\g  William  6'.  Hart  an 
John.  -  liy  permission.) 

"Manacled  By  Money."  {ContJZe9 :>""" 
— .  _  — 

ashamed' of  himself,  but  that  fact  only  made 
him  aggressive. 

"  You  had  no  rkdit  to  listen."  he  said,  eyeing 
his  cousin  very  steadily.  "  You  do  not  seem 
aware  of  it,  but  it  is  simply  not  done  by  the 
people  I  associate  with." 

"You  young  cub !  When  1  want  you  to 
teach  me  " 

Arth;;r  went  towards  the  boy  threaterfingly. 

Harry  threw  off  his  coat. 

"You  co  bach  into  the  house,  Grace.  I'll 
follow  you  w  hen  I  have  finished  w  ith  this  follow,'' 
he  said  carelessly. 

The  eirl  glanced  with  big.  frightened  eye* 
from  the  man  to  her  companion,  aud  thou  she 
spoil  away. 

Harry  rushed  forward,  and  Arthur  found 
himself  in  the  position  of  having  to  defend 
hi  m  sol  f. 

A  sharp  blow  betwoen  the  eyes  made  him 
renli.-e  suddenly  what  he  was  up  ncninSt. 

Arthur  was  no  fighter.  Harry  had  it  com- 
pletely his  own  way,  and  nfter  a  few  minutes 
Arthur  had  to  own  to  an  i-iuominious  defeat. 

He  saw  the  contemptuous  smile  on  the  boy's 
lips  as  he  turned  on  his  heel,  and  after  picking 
up  his  coat,  sauntered  off  whistling  in  bravado 
as  ho  went. 

Arthur  picked  himself  up  from  the  ground. 
Ho  was  furiously  angry.  Never  sinco  his  boy- 
hood's days  had  he  been  so  debased. 

All  the  bad  blood  which  had  lain  dormant 
for  years  rose  up  within  him.  All  las  good 
intoi.tions  towards  his  cousin  were  swept  aside. 

"  I  will  punish  him  for  this  !  "  he  sa:d  man- 
evolently,  under  his  breath. 

It  did  not  help  matters  when  the  storv  cot. 
about.  Arthur  had  to  hide  his  bruised  foes 
from  nn  inrniisitive  world.  Even  his  own 
servants  sniggered  when  they  saw  the  marks1 
that  Hnrry's  fi«t  hud 'left. 

"  You  be  marked,  sure,  .u'r."  the  cook  bail 
taollessly  remarked.  And  she  received  ft 
month's  notice  on  the  spot. 

A  few  days  lator  Arthur  received  a  letter 
from  his  lawyer. 

Cecil  Rae  was  going  to  dispute  tho  will  in  a 
court  of  law. 

(Another  ip'endid  ini:alment  n  •»  •  1 

Picture  Show,  November  27th,  1920. 

i 'J 



THIS  photo-play,  adapted  from  David  Whitelaw's  novel  of  the  same  name, 
presents  a  combination  of  romance  and  everyday  fact  that  is  somewhat 
rare  in  screen  plays.  It  is  tho  story  of  a  little  Cockney  cleric  who  finds 
himself  suddenly  embroiled  in  the  revolutionary  "activities  of  a  small  foreign 
kingdom.  For  a  little  while— a  glorious  hour  of  crowded  life— Peter  Wells 
plays  a  man's  part  in  a  world  of  men,  to  retire  gracefully  and  somewhat 
heroically  at  its  close.  Tho  story  is  typified  by  the  well-known  lines  of 
Dryden  the  poet : 

:*  Not  Heaven  itself  to  take  the  past  has  power, 
What  has  been  has  been — and  1  hace  had  my  hour." 

From  the  first  moment  when  we  ore  shown  Peter  Wells  cycling  to  his  work  in 
the  early  morning  we  follow  the  adventures  of  the  little  clork  with  interest. 
The  discovery  of  the  wounded  pierrot — a  late  reveller  from  the  fancy  dress  ball 
at  Covent  Garden— lying  behind  a  crate  of  oranges  in  the  market,  plunges  our 
humble  hero  into  all  manner  of  high  adventures.  For  Peter  Wells  there  is  to  be 
the  glamour  of  courts,  the  flash  of  rapiers,  the  clash  of  arms  and  the  smiles 
of  women.  For  a  short  period  the  little  clerk  drinks  deep  at  the  cup  of  life,  and 
then  .  .  .  back  to  the  humdrum  existence,  an  existence  to  be  for  evermore 
sweetened  by  memories. 

It  is  interesting  to  note  that  David  Whitelaw,  the  author  of  the  book,  is  also 
the  author  of  the  story  version  of  Griffith's  great  film  spectacle,  "  Hearts  of  the 
World."  .  ,  ' 

The  picture  in  the  top  right-hand  corner  of  this  page  shows  ono  ot  the 
most  striking  scenes  of  the  play — a  duel  between  Captain  Faroa  and  Pranco 
Below  Mr.  Hebden  Foster  and  Miss  Heather  Thatcher  as  the  hew  King  and 
Queen  of  Bragalia. 

To  the  old  King  of  Bragalia,  dogs  are  more  important  than  his  subjects 



The  warning  of  revolution  reaches  the  Convent  of  the  Sacred  Thorn. 


Piclun  Show,  Xotcmbcr  27th,  1920. 


The  Nineteen-Year-Old"  British  Actress 
Who   Won   Fame   in   her   First  Picture- 


Photo:  Basil. 

IF  you  read  a  novel 
in  which  a  girl 
of  nineteen,  with 
no  previous  film  ex- 
perience, was  starred 
in  her  Sreit  picture, 
and  starred  with 
such  results  that 
she  literally  became 
famous  overnight,  I 
would  not  mind  bet- 
ting the  modest  sum 
111  receive  for  tliis 
interview,  thatyou'd. 
put  the  book  down 
with  a  snort,  re- 
marking, "  W  hat 
n  o  nsen  se  !  Such 
things  happen  0:ly 
in  books  !  Necer  in 
real  life  !  " 

Yet  such  things  do  hfippen  sometimes — rarely, 
1  11  admit,  but  sometimes — in  real  life.  They 
happened  in  the  case  of  Phyllis  Shannaw,  heroine 
of  The  Call  of  the  Road,"  the  British  film  which 
created  such  a  sensation  upon  its  presentation 
to  the  Trade  and  Press,  that  in  twenty-four 
hours  it  was  the  talk  of  London. 

How  She  Was  "Found." 

MISS  SHANNAW  told  me  the  story  of  her 
meteoric  rise  to  fame  a  few  days  after  that 
fame  had  become  an  accomplished  fact. 
She  told  it  with  freshness  and  modesty,  for  she 
herself  is  fresh  and  mo:lest  ;  very  like  the  sort 
of  girl  wc  "  palled  "  with  at  school — lithe, 
athletic,  even  freckled  !  with  a  mop  of  wavy, 
reddish  hair,  blue-grey  eyes,  and  a  pretty,  but 
not  absurdly  small,  mouth..  A  thousand  miles 
from  the  clinging,  sugary -sweet  type  of  ingenue. 

"  Contrary"  to  some  reports,  I  had  never 
appeared  in  a  film  in  my  life  when  I  first  cam<-  to 
t  he  notice  of  Mr.  I.  Bernard  Davidson,"  said  Miss 
Shannaw.  "  Only  in  a  little  skelch  on  the  halls. 
But  I  had  sent  my  photo  in  to  Mr.  Sydney  Jay, 
the  film  agent,  and  it  was  at  his  office  that  Mr. 
Davidson  happened  upon  it — just  by  chance, 


EVERY  picturegoor  lias  felt  thrilled  at  some 
time  or  other  by  the  performance  of  one 
or  more  of  t  he  cinema  actresses.  Perhaps 
her  acting  was  wonderful,  perhaps  her  beauty 
was  striking  ;  but  if  you  stop  to  analyse  the 
matter  you  will,  more  often  than  not,  have  to 
admit  that  it  was  her  wonderful  expression  that 
charmed  and  held  you  most  of  all.  And  it  is 
the  same  the  whole  world  over.  Beauty  is 
lovely  to  gaze  upon,  but  without  a  pleasant 
expression  it  lacks  half  its  charm. 

A  Love  of  Pleasure. 

IT  -is  surprising  to  noto  how  many  girls  assume 
|  a  disagreeable  or  indifferent  expression  of 
faeo  from  sheer  laziness.  Just  at  the  age 
when  life  should  bo  a  joy  to  them  they  allow 
their  minds  to  resent  everything  that  is  not  for 
their  personal  pleasure.  And  particularly  does 
this  apply  to  the  modern  girl,  who  is  always  on 
the  look-out  for  some  amusement.  Theso  girls 
assume  a  blqsc,  stolid  expression  of  countenance 
which  only  belongs  to  women  hardened  by 
extrome  misfortunes  and  continuod  disappoint- 

No  girl  should  assumo  such  an  expression. 
It  was  not  jnit  there  by  Naturo.  She  may  be  a 
little  less  kind  to  some  than  to  others  in  the 
way  of  features,  but  it  is  up  to  each  and  every 
girl  to  mako  the  best  of  the  charms  she  has,  be 
they -ever  so  minute. 

Adopt  a  Happy  Expression. 

IV  a  girl  looks  at  the  world  as  her  enemy, 
bocauso  everything  she  wishes  for  is  not 
handed  out  to  her  immediately,  sho  will 
cultivate  a  disagreeable  expression  of  features 
that  will  grow  harder  and  uglier  with  years. 
Even  though  your  nose  is  not  just  the  shnpo  you 
would  like  it  to  be,  nor  your  lips  a  perfect  Cupid's 
bow,  you  can  make  them  appear  far  prettier 
by  adopting  a  happy  expression.  Pleasantness 
will  cover  all  disfiguring  features.     Love  and 

you  know,  but  how  luckily  for  me  !  Mr.  David- 
son, it  seems,  had  been  wanting  to  give  the 
British  public  something  in  the  way  of  a  picture 
which  should  be  a  departure  fiom  t  lie  type  of 
film  imported  from  America — something  show- 
ing a  typical  aspect  of  British  life  in  a  regular 
British  setting  :  and  to  this  end  Mr.  A.  E. 
Coleby,  who  is  his  producer,  as  well  as  being  a 
fine  actor  himself,  had  written  the  scenario  of 
"  The  Call  of  the  Road,"  but  they  had  not  been 
able  to  find  just  the  girl  they  -wanted  for  the 

heroine.    And  then  " 

"  Then  they  found  you." 

"  Well,  thej-  found  ray  photo."  laughed  M:ss 
Shannaw,  "and  then  speedily  found  me,  by 
requesting  an  interview,  and  next,  a  film  test. 
I  went  to  the  studio,  where  J  i\as  dressed  in  the 
old-time  costume  of  the. heroine,  and  then  had  up 
for  Mr.  Davidson's  and  Mr.  Coleby 's  inspection. 
How  awful  I  felt,  not  knowing  where  to  look  or 
what  to  do.  especially  as  they  wondered  whether, 
in  the  first  place,  I  was  tall  enough  for  the  part, 
considering  I  am  only  about  5  ft.  4  ins,  and  had 
to  play  opposite  such  a  giant  as  Mr.  MacLaglcn, 
who  is  six  feet  two  or  three  !  But  they  got  over 
that  difficulty  by  piling  my  hair  high  on  my  head, 
and  after  a  little  more  careful  consideration,  .1 
was  allowed  to  go,  with  ■  the  promise  that  I 
should  receive  their  decision  as  soon  as  possible. 

It  came  a  few  day 3  later,  and  " 

*'  How  did  you  feel  ?"  I  broke  in,  fired  by  the 
sparkle  in  Miss  Shannaw's  eyes.  ■ 

"  Ob,  awfully  excited  !  It  seemed  too  good 
to  be  true  !  And  yet,  although  I  was  without 
experience,  somehow  I  felt  I  could  carry  the 
part  through  all  right  if  I  were  given  the 
chance  I"  (Did  I  say  that  Miss  Phyllis  is  a  very 
determined  young  lady  ?) 

The  Producer's  Genius. 

UT  despite  her  determination  to  "  make 
good,"  and  the  feeling  she  hail  that  she 
could  and  would  do  so,  no  one  is  more 
astonished  at  the  success  of  Miss  Shannaw's 
film  debut  than  Miss  Shannaw  herself.  In  fact; 
she  does  not  attribute  her  success  to  her  own 
talents  at  all,  but  rather  to  those  of  Mr.  Coleby, 

Facial  Expression — 
H  ow  to  b 


kindness  in  your  heart  will 
imprint  beauty  upon  your 
face,  for  your  expression 
changes  with  your  thought  s. 
If  you  resent  what  gifts  you 
have,  a  scowl  droops  your 
eyes  and  wrinkles  your  fore- 
head ;  while  oil  possible 
prettiness  of  mouth  will  be 
ruined  by  its  down-turned 
corners.  "  If  you  simply 
don't  care,  an  unpleasant 
countenance  will  be  the 

Exert  a  Little  Effort. 

I HAVE  heard  crowds  of 
girls  bemoan  the  _ 
fact  that  thoy  arc  not,-*' 
beautiful  ;  yet  they  do  w 
not  in  any  wny  ondoavour 
tomake  even  the  best  of 
themselves.  Perhaps 
they  resort  to  powder  and 
cosmetics  for  the  beautifica- 
t  ion  of  their  appearanco.'but 
thoy  entirely  forget  that 
such  applications  cannot  bo 
expected  to  alter  their 
appearance  to  any  great 
extent.  Comploxion  camou- 
flages are  very* helpful,  but 
thoy  will  not  do  everything. 
Ploasant  thoughts,  a  happy 
disposition,  and  the  desire 
to  please  others,  imprints 
itself  upon  the  features  as 
well- as  upon  the  mind,  and 
goes  very,  very  far  to 
beautify  an  othorwise  plain 
face.  *  As  a  well-known 
cinema  star  remarked,  only 
the  other  day  :  "  Beauty  is 

No.  28,455. 

A  smart  little  wrap  coat 
ot  fawn  blanket  cloth, 
checked  with  brown  and 
mauve,  specially  de- 
signed by  the  Editress 

whom  she  considers  "  one  of  the  best  producers 
in  England." 

"  Whatever  effects  he  wan  ts  from  on?  he  brings 
out  so  naturally  that  the  result  cannot  help  being 
natural.  I  think  he  is  a  genius,  and  I'm  parti- 
cularly glad  for  his  sake  that  the  film  has  already 
proved  a  success." 

,**  You  must  have  been  very  thrilled  by  its 
reception  at  the  Trade  show,"  I  suggested. 

"  My  heart  was  pumping  like  this."  confessed 
Miss  Shannaw.  with  an  expressive  gesture.  "  I 
felt,  awful,  not  knowing  how  the  public  would 
receive  an  absolutely  unknown  player,  and  even 
when  the  audience  seemed  to  like  me,  and  the 
ordeal  was  over,  I  still  felt  awful,  for  then  the 
pressmen  came  crowding  round  to  ask  me 
questions,  and  I  didn't  know  a  bit  what  to 
say  !  Could  only  blurt  out  how  glad  1  was  to 
have  been  given  such  a  chance,  and  how  de- 
lighted I  was  that  the  picture  had  been  well 

Remaining  in  Films, 

MISS  SHANNAW  was  educated  at  Went- 
worth  Hall,  Mill  Hill,  and  I  was  much 
interested  to  hear  that  one  of  her  school 
;  chums  was  Vera  Beresford;  daughter  of  Kitty 
Gordon.  In  those  days  Phyllis  intended  to  take 
up  a  stage  career,  and  she  and  Vera  (who 
cherished  a  like,  ambition),  would  discuss  tho. 
possibilities  of  the  profession  between  tennis  sets. 
Vera,  Phyllis  thought,  stood  a  much  bettei 
chance  of  success  than  she  did,  in  view  of  hei 
mother's  position  on  the  boards,  but  anyway — 
Phyllis  toik  up  dancing,  singing  and  elocution 
studies  at  the  Guildhall,  and  just  hoped  that 
one  day  her  chance  would  come. 

"  But  since  it  has  come  in  pictures  I  intend 
remaining  in  pictures,  if  the  public  -will  have 
me,  and  have  given  up  all  thought  of  the  'stage." 
she  told  ine.  "I  do  hot  think  one  can  combine 
the  two.  For  the  present  I  am  continuing 
with  Mr.  Davidson  and  Mr.  Coleby,  and  my  ambi- 
tion is  to  do  better  and  better  with  every  picture 
I  make  !" 

Here's  wishing  ycu  luck.  Phyllis  I 

JLav  Herschel  Clarke. 

The  Beauty  of  a  Pleasant  Expression — 

Beautiful — Ths"~  Picture  Girls  Coat. 

not  only  skin  deep  :  it  starts  at  the  heart."  An  1 
a  little  thought  over  the  matter  will  convince 
you  that  his  philosophy^Is  correct.  I  No  woman 
can  be  beautiful  unless  her  mind  is  equally 
flawless.  So  if  you  would  be  beautiful,  don't 
go  about  with  a  long  face  and  groan  over 
every  little  difficulty  that  besets  your  po*h 
and  worry  over  every  minute  trouble  in  your 
life.  Put  a  bright  face  to  the  world,  and  do 
your'  best  to  overcome  all  obstacles.  Thus 
will  you  acquire  a  charm  and  beauty  that 
is  preferable  to  perfect  features  and  that  will 
gain  for  you  more  frionds  and  happiness  than  a 
mere    pretty  face. 

Remember  that  Nature  gave  you  your 
features,  and  that  she  also  gave  you  the  mind 
to  guide  them  to  beauty  or  ugliness. 

The  Picture  Girl's  Coat. 

THERE  is  a  distinct  charm  about  the  newest 
blanket -cloths,  especially  when  they  are 
printed  in  check  pattern  and  show  the 
combination  of  a  couple  of  pretty  colours. 
Fawn  backgrounds,  for  instance,  with  brown 
blue,  or  mauve  stripes  running  through  them, 
are  delightful  ,-  while  a  background  of  grey 
holds  an  immense  amount  of  possibility  in  the 
way  of  coloured  stripes. 

The  Picture  Girl  has  a  very  smart  coat  ol 
beaver-coloured  cloth,  with  an  overcheck  ol 
brown  and  mauve,  and  so  that  the  effect  of  the 
fabric  shall  not  be  lost  she  has  chosen  a  simple 
design  for  its  making. 

The  coat  is  arranged  with  front  and  back 
panels,  cut  in  with  the  basque  parts,  and-joined 
to  the  Magyar  sides.  The  fronts  turn  back  ty 
form  revere,,  and  join  to  a  large  collar. 

PAPER  PATTERNS  of  this  coat  can  be 
obtained  in  34,  36,  38,  and  4U  inch  bust  sizes  tor 
one  shilling  each  -  Postal  Order  made  payable 
to  the  PICTURE  SHOW  -from  the  PICTURE 
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r\\o  Cried  her  "Way  to  Fame. 

IT  might  be  said  tliut  beautiful  Carinol  Myers  cried 
herself  to  fame. 

When  D.  W.  Griffith,  tlio  famous  producer,  asked 
lior  if  she  would  like  to  act  for  tlio  pictures  under  his 
direction,  she  gazed  up  at  him,  nnd  her  lips  Ijegan 
to  quiver.  She  was  so  overcome  because  she  realised 
that  (ho  big  c-hnnce  which  comes  to  most  people  onco 
in  a  lifetime,  had  come  to  her,  that  she  burst  into  tears. 

It  was  a  strange  thing  that  later  on,  when  another 
director  wanted  her  to  cry  for  a  film,  sho  just  could  not 
do  it  until  she  ran  to  her  mother,  and  told  her  that  sho 
simply  couldn't  cry,  and  then  and  there  the  tears  began 
to  flow.  Her  mother  immediately  pushed  her  back  in 
front  of  the  camera  beforo  they  ceased  to  flow  once  moro. 

Fond  of  Motoring. 

Carmel  is  very  fond  of  motoring,  and  it  is  said  that  at 
her  home  the  chauffeur  has  a  very  easy  timo,  because 
Miss  Myers  nearly  always  insists  upon  driving  herself. 

A  Few  of  Her  Films. 

Carmel  Myers  is  one  of  the  most  versatilo  screen 
artistes.    You  may  have  seen  her  in  some  of  these 
films  :   "  Sirens  of  the  Sea,"  "  The  Dream  Lady,"  "  A 
Society  Sensation,"  "  The  Haunted  Pyjamas,"  "  The 
Little  Wliite  Savage." 


Picture  Show,  November  21th,  1920. 

Superfluous  Hair  Vanishes 
— Never  to  Return. 



A  Personal  Impression  of  the  Great  Comedian. 

A  remarkable  experience  that  befell  a 
British  Officer  in  the  East  has  led  to  the  dis- 
closure of  a  secret  Eastern  remedy  of  vital 
interest  to  all  who  take  a  pride  in  their 
personal  appearance. 

Major  Hudson,  whilst  on  Active  Service  in 
India,  was  instrumental  in  saving  the  life  of  a 
famous  Hindoo  philosopher.  The  Hindoo, 
out  of  gratitude,  and  thinking  that  death  was 
about  to  overtake  him,  imparted  to  the  gallant 
Major  a  closely  guarded  recipe  for  removing 
all  trace  of  superBuous  hair  from  the  arms 
and  face. 

After  a  great  deal  of  trouble  and  expense 
the  various  ingredients  were  obtained  and 
compounded,  and  the  resultant  preparation 
has    proved  wonderfully  efficacious. 

Mrs.  Hudson,  the  wife  of  Major  Hudson, 
was  the  first  English  lady  to  benefit  by  the 
marvellous  hair-destroying  properties  of  this 
recipe,  and  is  anxious  to  impart  the  secret  to 
aH  who  are  afflicted  with  hideous  growths 
of  superfluous  hair. 

Fill  up  the  coupon  below,  and  full  par- 
ticulars will  be  sent  in  strict  confidence. 


For   immediate  use  only. 


Please  send  me  free  information  and 
vour  confidential  instructions  for  banish- 
ing superfluous  hair.  I  enclose  three 
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Address:    FREDEKICA  HUDSON,  : 
Sect.  G.4,  : 
9,  Old  Cavendish  Street,  London,  \V.  i.  : 



nnpletely  overcome  DEAFNESS  and 
HEAD  NOISES,  no  matter  of  bow  long- 
standing. Are  the  same  to  the  ears  as 
glasses  are  to  the  eyes.  Invisible, 
comfortable.  Worn  months  without 
removal.  Explanatory  Pamphlet  Free. 

THE  A.J.  WALES  CO.,  171, NEW  BOND  ST..  LONDON.  W.l. 



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^he  '"Picture  Show. 

IN  one  of  the  first  chats  I  had  with  Charlie 
Chaplin,  I  remember  him  saying  : 

'"  Tho  trouble  with  me  is  that  I  am  so 
■  This  explains  to  a  great  extent  the  puzzled 
bewilderment  of  so  many  who  have  met  him. 
They  find  it  so  difficult  to  reconcile  the  Chaplin 
they  think  they  know  with  the  Chaplin  other 
people  have  met,  or,  what  is  often  the  greater 
puzzle;  with  the  many  different  variations 
of  Chaplin  they  have  encountered  in  print. 

Yes,  Chaplin  is  changeable  ;  but  change 
spells  progress,  so  I  think  he  has  little  cause 
to  bewail  the  fart.  His  inherent  restlessness, 
his  eager  enthusiasms,  his  quick  receptiveness 
urge  him  on  an  eternal  quest  of  fresh  impressions 
and  wider  knowledge.  Thistype  of  self-education 
tends  to  make  of  a  man  either  a  genius  or  a 
wastrel.  The  ultimate  result  depends  entirely 
upon  the  man  himself  and  the  use  he  makes 
of  his  powers  of  selection.  The  whole  of  Chaplin's 
eager  quest  of  knowledge  is  a  passionate  desire 
to  understand  the  meaning  of  Life  and  i'-3 
relation  to  his  fellow-men. 

The  sure  instinct  that  guide3  him  in  hU 
erratic  pursuit  of  knowledge,  in  a  flirtation 
with  some  new  hobby  or  intellectual  "  diver- 
tissement," is,  in  his  ease,  a  vital  and  character- 
building  quality,  inasmuch  as  it  has  given  him 
wider  interests  and  a  broader  outlook  on  life 
and  humanity,  without  ever  allowing  one 
branch  of  knowledge  to  become  an  intellectual 

A  good  many  people  labour  under  the  im- 
pression that  Chaplin  is  rather  an  ignorant 
sort  of  fellow.  He  is  eutirely  self-educated, 
and  yet  his  knowledge  would  shame  many  a 
man  who  has  been  through  public  school 
and  college.  He  can  talk  on  any  subject, 
and  talk  well.  This  surprised  me,  for  I  had 
been  led  to  believe  that  he  was  shy  and  rather 
inarticulate.  He  has  rend  every  book  worth 
reading,  and  confesses  that  he  does  not  care 
for  Beethoven  interpreted  by  a  French  orchestra. 

His  Gift  of  Expression. 

TUB  other  day  he    showed    me  a  picture 
lie  had   recently    purchased    from  one 
of  America's  leading  landscape  painters. 
It  was  the  most  exquisite  nocturne  I  have 
ever    seen    on    canvas — two    ghostly  poplars 
against  the  soft  grey*  of  a  moonlit  sky. 

"Isn't  it  beautiful  ?  "  he  said.  "It's  so  quiet 
and  peaceful,  it  makes  yuu  want  to  whisper." 

And  I  thought  at  the  time  no  art  critic,  how- 
ever eloquent,  could  have 
conveyed  the  atmosphere  of 
that    exquisite   picture  in 
more  suitable  words. 

I  have  waxed  discursive 
on  the  suhjeet  of  Chaplin's 
mentality,  because  it  is  an 
aspect  of  his  character  that 
deserves  appreciation,  since 
it  is  one  of  I  he  fundamental 
secrets  of  his  success.  It 
would,  however,  be  alto- 
gether wrong  to  leave  the 
impression  that  he  is  some 
spccie9  of  "  high-brow  " 
pure  and  simple. 

Chaplin  may  have  the 
mind  of  a  restless  philo- 
sopher, but  he  is  essentially 
a  boy  at  heart.  Kvery  boy 
is  a  born  mimic,  and 
Chaplin,  in  a  reminiscent 
mood,  is  the  most  dcliahtful 
raconteur  in  the  world. 

Charlie  and  Sir  Herbert 

HIS  description  of  his 
first  meeting  with 
Sir  Herbert  Tree  is 
one  of  his  favourite  stories, 
and  I  shall  always  regret 
that  it  enjoys  so  restricted 
a  circulation.  At  tlint  time 
Tree  was  in  Los  Angeles, 
collaborating  with  1>.  W. 
Griffith  in  a  screen  version 
of    "  Macbeth."  Chaplin's 

description  of  the  meeting  runs  something  liko 
this : 

"  I  was  ushered  into  his  room,  and  found 
him  with  another  gentleman,  discussing  hia 
new  picture.  He  loomed  before  me,  larg-j 
and  impressive,  and  greeted  me  in  an  absent- 
minded  sort  of  way, 

"  '  Mr  Chaplin — ah,  yes  !  Wonderful  success 
you've  had  ;  yes,  wonderful !' 

"  Then  followed  some  vague  sweepings  of 
the  arms,  and  I  found  myself  involved  in  the 
possibilities  of  witches  and  wind-swept  heatli-s. 
Just  as  suddenly  lie  broke  off,  remembered 
an  appointment  with  Griffith,  and  murmured 
something  about  his  '  little  Iris 1  entertaining 
me  till  his  return.  I  am  fond  of  children,  but. 
when  a  young  lady  about  six  feet  in  height, 
very  modern  and  self-possessed,  suddenly 
dawned  on  my  vision,  I  nearly  eollapspd." 

I  think  Charlie  enjoys  telling  these  storios 
every  bit  as  much  as  his  audience  does  listening 
to  them. 

To  Write  a  Play. 

I ASKED  Chaplin  the  other  day  whether 
the  rumour  was  true  that  he  contemplated 
a  visit  to  the  Old  Country. 
"I'd  love  to  see  it  again,"  he  mused;  "but 
if  I  go.  1  want  it  to  be  something  definite 
that  calls  me  there.  Truth  to  tell."  he  said, 
with  a  little  touch  of  shyness,  "  I  want  to 
write  a  play,  and  I  want  to  produce  it  in 

Yes,  he  owned,  he'd  long  been  cherishing 
the  thought  of  \vriting  a  play — a  really  serious 
play  on  a  deep  psychological  problem. 

"  I've  been  carrying  the  idea  about  with 
me  for  over  two_  years  now,"  he  said  ;  then 
laughed.-  "  Tunny  sort  of  psychology  thaf 
would  turn  out  to  bo  !  Strange,  isn't  it  !  " 
lie  reflected,  growing  thouchtful  again  in  a 
minute.  "  We  always  want  to  do  the  thines 
we  were  never  intended  to  do;  and  we're  never 
satisfied  with  our  own  little  gift.  I  shall  never 
write  that  play,  you  know ;  I'm  too  restless, 
too  changeable,  and — oh,  well,  1  guess  I  can't 
even  write  !  ™ 

Chaplin  is  still  climbing.  One  of  these  days 
he  may  attain  that  summit  to  which  every  man 
aspires;  from  which  "  we  view  the  world  and 
find  it  is  well-designed." 

And  then  he  will  give  us  that  play. 

Elsie  Codd. 

Charlie's  desire  for  change  leads  him  to  ride  a  velocipede,  although  he 
looks  far  from  happy  on  the  shaky  machine. 

■  J'ivtare  Kfiolf,  Xoitirbu-  2~lh,  1920. 



I  koKmcI  that  just,  before  Mftr.  Lippott  had 
forced  Judy-  in  "  Dadity  Long-Lc^H  "—to  put 
her  finger  on  tho  stove  when  she  turuod  round 
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In  "  Tlie  Uentlenian  Ruler  "  the  villain  of  the 
piece  is  seen,  tho  day  after  a  fight,  with  u  block 
eye.  A  few  hours  later,  lit  an  office,  the  bhy.k 
eye  has  entirely  vuiishorl.  Did  he  use  vanishing 
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Louise  QTatim,  that  during  the  terrible  Band 
storm  in  the  desert,  when  the  tents  were  being 
blown  about  and  the  people  unable  to  stand, 
that  the  trees  tit  the  background  wi  re  .standing 
perfectly  upright  with  not  a  leaf  astir.  6e. 
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name  of  your  comity  and  country,  and  mention  the 
Picti  r.B  Show  to  ensure  the  safety  of  a  reply.  It 
must  be  understood,  however,  that  we  cannot 
guarantee  that  such  letter  will  be  replied  to. 
I'iease  keep  these  addresses  for  reference. 
•  Marios  Davics,  Marion  Davics  Film  to..  Inc., 
811,  Longaere  Buildings,  New  York  City,  U.S.A. 

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Cnrpn.,  Hellnian  Buildings,  Los  Angeles,  California, 

Marjorik  Uaubeai'.  rare  of  Robei  tsor.-Cole  Co., 
J  MM),  Broadway.  New  York  City,  U.S.A. 

Lionet.  Harry  more,  Violet  Hemixo,  care  of 
Famous-Lasky  Studios,  Hollywood,  California, 

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THERE  are  times  when  the  failure  to  enjoy  a  film 
entertainment  may  not  be  due  to  the  quality  of 
the  pictures  screened  or  the  manner  in  which 
the  programme  has  teen  arranged.  For  even  a  good 
picture  can  be  spoilt,  and  a  poor  one  made  seemingly 
worse,  by  rushing  it  through  on  the  screen  at  a  speed 
which  renders  any  appreciation  of  either  utterly 
impossible.  It  is  one  of  those  old  grievances  of  which 
the  public  still  has  cause  to  complain,  though  there 
should  be  no  reason  fcr  its  existence  at  the  present  day. 

A  recent  instance  is  that  mentioned  by  a  corresporf- 
dent  who  visited  a  West  End  of  London  picture  theatre 
the  other  night  during  the  last  showing  of  the  pro- 
gramme. It  struck  him,  he  states,  as  though  the 
operator's  main  desire  was  to  rush  through  each 
picture  as  quickly  as  he  could  and  get  home.  Scenes 
were  flashed  on  and  off  the  screen  so  quickly  that 
they  merged  into  one  another  before  there  was  time 
for  the  audience  to  grasp  the  connection  between 
them.  Several  of  the  sub-titles  were  treated  in  the 
same  way.  One  picture,  "  The  Canyon  Hold-Up,"  a 
Western  drama,  depicted  towards  the  close  of  the 
story  the  chase  of  the  villain  up  a  steep  and  rugged 
incline.  But  the  speed  at  which  both  pursuers  and 
pursued  were  shown  clambering  up  its  surface  would 
have  been  humanly  impossible  in  actual  life.  Another 
correspondent  from  Salisbury  touches  on  the  same 
point.  "  Who  is  to  blame,"  he  asks,  "  for  pictures 
being  shown  too  fast  ?  The  other  day  I  saw  an  otter 
hunt  in  which  the  people  were  shown  as  walking  at 
least  ten  miles  an  hour  ;  while  an  old  man  of  about 
seventy,  who  was  following,  was  tearing  along  as  if 
he  were  seventeen.  In  fact,  the  whole  programme 
was  shown  too  fast." 

It's  a  pity  these  things  should  happen.  Apart  from 
the  fact  that  the  enjoyment  of  the  audience  is  spoilt, 
the  attempt  to  make  the  incidents  in  a  picture  real  is 
destroyed  by  introducing  an  absurd  rapidity  of  action 
when  screening  them. 



Will  readers  kindly  remember  that  as  this  paper 
goes  to  press  a  considerable  time  before  publica- 
tion, letters  canno t  be  answered  in  the  next  issue  ? 
A  stamped  and  addressed  envelope  must  accom- 
pany any  letter  requiring  an  early  reply.  Every 
letter  should  give  the  full  name  and  address  of 
the  writer  (not  for  publication),  as  no  anonymous 
communications  can  be  answered.  Address  :  The 
Editor,  "  Picture  Show,"  Room  85,  The  Fleetway 
House,  Farringdon  Street,  London,  E.C.  4. 

D.  B.  (Hastings).— Clara  Weith  was  the  star  in  the 
film  "  Scaled  Lips."  bill  1  cannot  find  any  other  nami  - 
mentioned  in  the  cast.  In  "  Think  It.  Over,"  Catherine 
Calvert  was  Alice,  and  Uncle  Henry  whom  -lie 
in  irried  in  the  picture  was  Richard  Tucker. 

"  Cei  ll.OY  "  (Wynberg).  — "  Oh.  That  Kiss  " 
featured  Suzanne  Grandais.  In  "Trey  o'  Hearts," 
Cleo  Madison  and  George  WatMns  were  the  leads, 

while  in  "  The  Lone  Wolf  "  Hie  chief  parts  were  taken 

l>3  Berl  Lytetl  and  Hazel  Dawn.  Of  the  ladies  you 
mention,  there  is  only  one  who  tells  us  her  birthday, 
namely,  Gladys  Cooper,  on  December  18th. 

Hi  K.  (Heudon).  Vou  apologise  for  asking  only 
two  questions.  Why.  there  are  some  folk  who  ,-i-k 
about  twenty-two,  and  then  seem  filled  with  regret 
that  they  cannot  thhfk  of  any  more.  But.  I.  live 
through  it,  somehow.  Helen  Ware,  who  appeared  in 
the  film  version  of  "  The' Garden  of  Allah,"  was  bom 
in  San  Francisco.  Jack  Dean,  husband  of  Fanny 
Ward,  was  born  in  Washington  in  1880. 

!'.  S.  (Royton).-  -The  part  of  Mary  Dawson  in 
"  Jilaekie's  Redemption  "  was  taken  by  Alice  Lane. 

('.  S.  H.  (Stroml  Green). — Write  to  your  favourites. 
You  may  have  some  luck  in  that.  way.  Eileen  Sedg- 
wick is  the  wife  of  .T.  H.  McCloskey,  and  Eddy  Polo 
is  married  to  Pearl  Grant. 

P.  A.  M.  (Great  Grimsby); — Yes,  Eileen  Dennes  is 
English,  and  was  hi  musical  comedy  for  some  time 
before  starting  her  career  on  the  films.  ■  The  part  of 
1  iid  Kill  in  "  The  Better  'Ole  "  m*  tak.-n  by  the  late 

Charles  Roek. 

"  British  Film  LOVRS  "  (Carlisle).— So  you  don't 
think  that  Gregory  Scott,  with  such  delightful  dimples 
as  he  has,  ought  to  take  a  villain's  part.  I  hope  he 
will  think  that  over  for  the  .sake  of  his.dimples..  .  He 
was  Reiit  Gordon  in  "Tho  Great  Coup,",  and  tin- 
only  other  names  in  my  printed  east  are  those  of 
Pobpy  Wyndbarrj  as  Kate  Hampton^  Cameron  Carr 
(Richard  Floxton),  and  Stewart  Rome  (Squire 
Hampton).  Yes,  Doris  Stay  was  formerly  Doris 
Lcc,  and  at  a  much  earlier  period  in  her  life  she  was 
known  to  friends  and  relations  as  Helen  Garrett. 
This  young  lady  is  now  eighteen,  and  is  the  possessor 
of  brown  eyes  and  golden  hair. 

Gladys  (Croydon).— You  could  write  t.o  your 
favourite  by  following  the  instructions  in  the  Personal 
Column,  even  if  you  do  not  find  the  addrss.  Mean- 

while, I  offer  you  willingly  this  little  piece  of  informa- 
tion about  him.  His  name  is  John  Gliddon,  and 
'twas  he  who  played  as  Kenneth  Wayne  in  "  The 
Sands  of  Time."  Two  other  pictures  of  his  are  : 
"  The  Temptress,"  and  "  The  Dawn  of  Truth."  His 
height  is  5  ft,  10.V  in. 

HAZEL  (Sydenham).— Alec  Francis  was  with  Mabel 
Normand  in  "  When  Doctors  Disagree."  In  "  The 
Manxman."  Elisabeth  Risdon  was  Kate  Creegan, 
Ted  Groves  (Pete),  and  Henry  Ainley  (Phillip).  I 
don't  remember  the  old  film  you  mention,  but  1  will 
trj  and  dig  it  up. 

RUBY  (.Folkestone),  Caledonia  (Bowness).  Gladys 
(London.  S.W.I.  G.  O.  McL.  (Wolverhampton),  M.  R.. 
(Caithness*,  S.  V.  ft.  (Haslemer.-l.  "  Cakiad  "  (He  re- 
ford), E.  Y.  (Weston-super-Mare),- BETTY  {Clifton), 
and  "  Two  MARYS  "  t'Hojiand).— In  answer  to  all 
your  questions,  Frank  Wilson  was  in  "  Social  Briars"; 
Gareth  Hughes  and  Bliss  Milford  were  the  leads  in 
"  And  the  Children  Pay  ;  "  Teddy  Sampson  opposite 
Tom  Mix  in  "  Fighting  for  1  iold  "  :  1  atlierine  Calvert 
in  "  The  Career  of  Catherine  Bush  "  ;  Mary  Pickfoid 
is  twenty-seven;  Vivian  Martin  was  born  in  1898; 
'  Tom  Mix.  aged  thirty-nine,  is  married  -to  'Victoria 
Fordo;  David  Powell  opposite  Billie  'Burked  in 
"  Gloria's  Romance  "  and  The  Make-Believe  Wile ": 
Henry  Edwards  does  hot  state  in  1  what  part  of 
Weston-super-Mare  he  was  born ;  Fliigrath  Ms  the 
real  name  of  Viola  Dana  and  Shirley  Mason  ;  Roland 
Bottomley  in  "  The  Neglected  Wife." 

"  Pat  "  (Newmarket).— Are  you  thinking  of  "  The 
Secret  of  the  Storm  Country "  ?  If  so,  Norma 
Talmadgc  was  the  heroine.  -  Yes.  Raymond  Bloomer 
was  in  "  The  Woman  of  Impulse,"  and  other  plavs  of 
his  are:  "  Out  of  a  Clear  Sky,"  "  The  Prodigal  Wife." 
and  "The  Belle  of  .New  York."  He  was  born  in 
Rochester.  New  York,  is  of  dark  complexion,  and  is 
ti  ft.  in  height.  Glad  to  hear  your  favourites  nave 
replied.   -  -  -  • 

D.  S.  K.  (Billfold). — Your  insatiable  thirst  for 
film  knowledge  leaves  me  gasping.-  Each -letter  of 
yours  seeks  information  about  so  many  different 
plays  and  players  that  I  never. know  where  to  start 
first.  You  had  better  get  one  of  the  trade  papers 
if  you  wish  to  know  all  about  the  new  films  you  men-, 
tion.  1  am  sorry  I  have  no  information  respecting 
them  at  the  moment.  Some  Of  Mary  Miles  Minter's 
pictures  are  :  "  The  Eyes  of  Julia  Deep."  X  Social 
Briars,"  "  The  Ghost  of  Rosic  Taylor,"  "  Wives  and 
Other  Wives,"  and  "  Rosemary  Climbs  IJie  Heights  " 
J.  B.  (Lichfield). — You  ask  me  to  tell  you  who.  in 
my  opinion,  is  the  more  beautiful  of  the  two.  Pea ej 
.White  or  Knth  Roland.  That  is  rather  a.  delicate 
ta.-k,  so  I  think  1  will  leave  It- to' you.  The,  ca-(  of 
"  Dangerous  Waters  "  (  which  so  appropriately  follows 
your  first  question)  is:  William  Desmond  (Jluimie 
Moulton  1,  Marguerite  Do  La  Motto  (Cora  Button), 
Arthur  Carcw  (Victor  De  Lara),  Beatrice  La  Planto 
(Nanette),  Ida  Lewis  (Mr?.  Burton).' Walter  Berry 
(DJnny  O'MoorO,  William  P.  De  Vault  (Judson). 
Chrissic  White  has  golden  hair.  Sorry  I  am-  unable 
to  oblige  with  the  other  information  or  you  would  be 
welcome  to  it.         -         -  ■ 

.  "  Patience  "  (Birmingham).— If  you.  good  reader, 
with  such  a  precions  virtue  will  look  through  your 
back  numbers  again,  you  will  tind  that  Grace  Gunard 
has  never  been  stated  in  this  paper  jis  "Francis  Fordls 
wife.  Grace,  in  fact,  is  already  Jilarfled  to  Joe'Moore. 
Perhaps  you  were  thinking  of  some  film  ?  Warner 
'  Gland  was  the  villain  in  "  Patria."  Lillian  McCarthy 
was  opposite  Matheson  Lang  in  "  Mr.  Wu,"  but  the 
other  part  is  not  njentioncd. 

"  sciittik  "  (Inverness).—  Pleased  bo  know  this 
page  interests  you  so  much.  (i.  Raymond  Nye  was 
the  artiste  you  ask)  trie. itbflut  in'".  Broken  Coinmand- 
meiits."  You  j\ill  liud  the  corn  et  ages  of  the  throe 
Talmadgc  Sisters  given  in  their  interestiiig  life  story. 
<  >nce  upon  a  time  someone  told  me  a  fairy  tale— which, 
alas  !  I  Relieved^ -that'  Natalie  was  the  youngest. 
Kui  tlrAt  is  really  Constance's  place,  for  Natalie  comes 
next  to  Norma.  •  " 

"  Ansa  Q."  (Bournemouth).— Pray  seek  not  my 
pardon,  for, what  would  1  do  if  it  were  not  "for  curious 
folk  like  you.  ,  Atmu  Q.  Nilsson  is  married,  but  her 
husband's  name  has  hot  been  revealed' to  me  as  yet. 

Her  hair  is  blonde,  and  her  eyes  are  blue,  and  her 
height  is  5  ft.  Z  in.  She  was  born  in  Ystad,  Sweden, 
and  went  to  America  in  1907.  "  Her  screen  career  was 
started  four'years  later. 

R.  G.  (Sydenham). — You  and  your  two  friends 
below,  from  Sydenham,  are  all  welcome.  In  "  Sage 
Brush  Hamlet,"  the  ladv  opposite  William  Desmond 
was  Marguerite  De  La  Motte.  The  leads  in  "  The 
Eternal  City  "  were  taken  by  Pauline  Frederick,  and 
Thomas  Holding.  I  am  afraid  your  grumble  about 
the  other  paper  does  not  concern  me.  There  are  only 
two  film  papers  connected  with  this,  the  "  Boys' 
Cinema  "  and  the  "  Girls'  Cinema,"  which,  with  the 
Picture  Show  are  the  three  best  that  money  can 
buy. . 

BERYL  (Sydenham). — In  "  Secret  Service  "  the 
leads  were  Wanda  Hawley  and  Robert  Warwick. 
The  east  of  the  "  Purple  Dress  "  is  as  follows  :  Agnes 
Ayres  (Maida),  Adele  De  Garde  (Grace),  Evart 
Overton  (Ramsay )» Richard  Wangeman  (Bacbmann), 
Mrs.  Beck  (Mrs.  Bachmaun),  and  Bernard  Siegel  (Old 

J.  L.  (Swanage).— It  was  William  Dyer  in  "  Early 
to  Bed,"  and  he  is  evidently  one  of  the  retiring  sort, 
for  I  cannot  get  out  of  him  as  yet  the  information  you 
want.    I  will  have  to  wake  him  up. 

E.  J.  H.  (Exeter). — You  have  seen  seven  o£  Jack 
Holt's  pictures  so  far.  You  have  not  done  so  Glad. 
I  give  you  these  at  random,  as  I  do  not  know  which  of 
his  films  you  have  seen.  "  The  Woman  Michael 
Married,"  Treasure  Island,"  "  A  Sporting  Chance," 
"  The  Woman  Thou  Gavest  Me,"  "  The  Call  of  the 
East,"  "  The  White's  Man's  Law,"  "  The  Honour 
of  his  House,"  and  "  The  Best  of  Luck."  He  was 
born  in  Winchester,  Va.,  but  docs  not  state,  his  age. ; 

Lillian  (Tooting). — So  "  The  Right  Element  " 
was  partly  filmed  just  outside  your  own  house.  1 
am  sorry  I  am  unable  to  tell  you  just  now  when  it 
will  be  released  in  your  locality.  Evelyn  Nesbit  has 
appeared  in  the  following,  among  others :  "  Her 
Mistake,"  "  Redemption,"  "  The  Woman  Who 
Gave,"  and  "  I  Want  to  Forget." 

Nessie  (Edinburgh). — What  has  set  you  imagining 
that  such  articles  as  "  Hints  to  the  Engaged  Girl," 
etc.,  are  likely  to  appear  in  this  paper  '!  I  am  glad 
you  like  it,  though,  and  you  will  tind  it  will  improve 
with  age.  Jack  Ho.xie  is  an  American,  for  he  was 
born  in  Oklahoma,  and  his  age  Is  twenty-four. 
Harrison  Ford  was  born  in  Kansas  City,  Mo.,  in  180::. 

B.  R.  (Wynberg). — Photos  of  film  artistes  who  are 
dead  would  be  of  no  general  interest  now.  Besides 
which,  there  are  so  many  living  ones  to  be  considered. 
Yes,  Katherine  MacDonald  and  Mary  MacLaren  are 
sisters.  MacDonald  is  the  tatter's  real  name.  Cullen 
Landis  was  opposite  Mabel  Normand  in  "  I'pstairs." 

A.  K.  (Whipps  Cross). — When  you  see  tho  artiste-' 
lips  moving  on  the  screen,  it  means  that  they  have 
actually  spoken  during  the  production  of  the  picture 
as  required.-  You  will  notice  that  it  is  often  possible 
to  tell  the  words  formed  by  their  lips. 

"Fj.lFFY"  (Reading). — You  find  by  reading  this 
page  that  somebody  else  always  does  the  thinking 
for  vou  by  asking  the  very  questions  you  thought 
of  sending  me.  Well,  that's  saved  you  a  lot  of 
postage,  hasn't  it  ?  Charles  Bryant  never  told  me 
what  made  him  go  to  America.  His  height  is  6  ft.  3  in. 
He  has  no  children,  as  far  as  1  know. 

"  TISH  "  (Harrogate). — Don't  Ik>  terrified,  "  Tish." 
You  appear  to  have  read  the  rules  (there  arc  only  two 
•■mall  lots,  one  above  and  one  below  these  answers  I 
all  right.  The  only  folk  who  don't  read  the  rules  arc 
those  who  impress  it  on  me  that  they  have  taken  in 
this  paper  every  week  since  it  first  came  out  :  So 
vou  like  Milton  Sills.  "  The  .Claw  "  "The  Savage 
Woman,"  and  "  The  Wild  Cat  "  are  three  of  his 
pictures;  and  hi<  wife  is  Gladys  Wynne. 

1).  K.  (Wimbledon).  Peggy  llyland  i>  now  acting 
for  Samuelson's  in  this  country,  and  her  contract 
■with  Fox  wa-  ended  some  time  ago.  She  does  not 
disclose  her  age. 

G  R.  iDefhi).  -You  have,  got  me  a  few  more 
readers.  I  thank  vou.  and  wish  you  still  more  luck 
in  the  same  line.  I  haven't  turned  grey-haired  yet. 
IfT  do,  sonu  body's  sure  to  send  me  samples  ot  hnir- 
dve  whirji  1  don't  want.  Helen  Holmes  is  twenty- 
seven.  G.  M.  Anderson  (Broncho  Billy)  is  now 
producing.  •  .„,._.  1 

"  Wt'FFlE  "  (York).-  That  second  him  of  yours  is 
very  vorv  old,  but  if  it  is  possible  to  discover  it 
1  Will  lii  "  The  Birth  of  a  Nation"  the  following, 
took  part  ;  Mae  Marsh.  Miriam  Cooper,  Constance 
Talmadgc,  Henry  Walthall.  Lillian  Gish,  Robert 
Harron.  Josephine  Crowell,  Frank  Bennett,  Marjone 
Wilson,  Bessie  Love,  and  Seena  Owen. 

(More  answers  next  ueeh.) 


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FIVE  TIMES  as"  much  as  those  of  au 
ordinary  headache  cure. 

Daisy  is  a  Certain  Cure. 

Daisy  relieves  pain  instantly,  and  will 
in  five  minutes  cure  the  most  persistent 
headiche  you  ever  had — not  just  relieve 
hut  give  you  a  certain,  lasting  cure. 

Daisy  is  absolutely  Safe. 

Paisy  is  woitli  manv  times  the  extra  1<A  for 
its  PEK1'/:('T  SAFKTV — Contains  NOacctanilift 
—  nuthins  bnt  part,  powerful,  fet  baruilcts 
c  Icmenti^  Dr.  Wallace's  letl.  r  Mow  confirms 
orircWto  that  Daisy  Ik  ABSOLUTELY  SAFE. 

Medically  Approved. 

Paisy  alone  h»?  receirtd  wiitt  n  medical  ap. 
piuval— it  is  everywhere  recognised,  as  a  pure 
and  haiinless  preparation  which  removes  the 
pain  absolutely,  but  has  no  effect  on  tne  system. 
K«':id  tbo  Physician**  leltvr  below  and  decide  irj 
tillille  totaktXOTHISf!  hut  DAISY  fvr  headache 

Dr.  Robertson  Wallace  writes  : 

64,  Bitymarktl.  PtcadiUlf  Circu$,  Loniop.W. 

Dear  Btrs,.-— Ton'  Daisy  Headache  Cure  merits 
my  complete  approval,  and  I  am  especially 
pleased  to  note  that  you  have  icplaced  tho 
depressing  ingredient  acetanilid  lantcfcbrin) 
by  an  iuSnitelv  safer  and  more  o-i  tain  principle. 
IrCt  troin  any  possibility  of  causing  Injuiy  to 
(he  system.  1  lay  irre  t  rrtreM  both  on  its 
emtieney  and  safety,  and  compliment  yen  en 
TOurcomiuercial  curragc  in  placing  an  nnusiia'ly 
I  'sily  formula,  at  a  re4sOMhle  charge,  at  the 
i.  iiimand  of  the  public.-  Y.  'iis  faithfullr. 
(Signed)  BOBWtTSOH  WALLACE,  M.U.,  CM. 

Tor  REEL  Pleasure 

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Picture  Show,  December  UK,  1920. 

Famous  Readers  of  the  "  Picture 


MAR  JOB  IE  VILLIS,  the  clever  British 
actress  whom  we  see  playing  opposite 
James  Knight  in  many  Harma  photo- 
plays, enjoys  reading  of  her  sister  stars  across 
the  water  in  the  Picture  Show.  Now  that. 
Edith  Nepeau  is  spending  her  weekdays  visiting 
the  British  studios,  Miss  Villis  will  find  the 
1'ictcre  Show  even  more  interesting,  for  she 
will  be  able  to  read  of  her  sister  stars  at  home. 
— *-* — 

The  Big  Three. 

LETTERS  still  pour  in,  telling  me  that  the 
"  Girls'  Cinema  "  has  found  a  permanent 
home  in  the  hearts  of  many  of  my  readers, 
and  I  must  say  here  that  I  am  very  pleased  in 
having  the  luck  to  find  just  the  kind  of  stories 
and  the  kind  of  articles  to  please  my  readers. 
1  also  have  a  very  kind  thought  for  many  of  my 
friends  in  the  cinema  world  fcr  their  very 
valuable  contributions.  1  know  you  like  first- 
hand talks,  and  the  "  Girls'  Cinema  "  seems  to 
have  provided  a  long  felt  want.  The  Picture 
Show  has  always  done  full  justice  to  the  many 
beautiful  photographs  sent  us  each  week,  that 
the  reading  matter  and  letters  from  filmla  id 
have  had  only-  to  be  allowed  a  small 
Now  you  have  the  Picture  Show  for  pictures, 
and  the  "  Girls'  Cinema "  for  stories,  letters, 
and  talks  from  your  favourites.  Then  the 
''  Boys'  Cinema  "  brings  the  breeze  of  the  Great 
Wild  West  to  your  doors.  In  this  latter  paper 
we  can  read  of  the  heroisms  of  the  other  'side — ■ 
the  spirit  of  adventure  that  is  in  the  heart  of 
every  real  boy. 

Don't  you  think  you  have  now  a  splendid 
trio  of  papers  ?    I  call  them  the  Big  Three. 
- — ♦+ — 

Old  Time  Recollection. 

IT  is  seldom  we  see  a  "  Punch  and  Judy  " 
show  these  days,  so  the  scene  showing  one 
in  the  coming  Harma  film,  "  Brenda  of  the 
Barge,"  will  bring  back  many  old  time  recollec- 
tions.   In  this  film  James  Knight  plays  the 
hero,  and  Marjorie  VilKs  plays  Brenda. 

Another  noted  player  in  this  film  is  Bernard 
Dudley,  and  we  shall  see  him  and  James  Knight 
in  a  fight  scene,  which  has  been  filmed  on  the 
actual  spot  where  Tom  Sayers  and  Heenan 
fought  their  memorable  contest  many  years 

— — 
Mahlon  Hamilton  111. 

MAHLON  HAMILTON  is  the  latest  member 
of  the  film  colony  to  suffer  in  the  cause 
of  art.  It  was  towards  the  end  of  the 
eomine  Pathe  film,  "  The  Girl  Montana,"  star- 
ring Blanche  Sweet,  with  Mahlon  as  leading 
man,  in  which  he  suffered  painful  injuries  in  a 
rough  and  tumble  fight  scene.  But  in  spite  of 
torn  ligaments  in  his  leg,  Mahlon  Hamilton 
went  on  to  the  end  of  the  picture,  and  in  conse- 
quence is  now  laid  up. 

— — 

A  Stupendous  Success. 

WITH  the  wave  of  spiritualism  spreading 
over  the  country,  it  is   interesting  to 
know    that    "  Earthbound."     the  big 
Goldwyn  picture,  which  is  now  -being  shown  in 

Phdb,<7rapKg  arA  Paragraph  cf  Picture.?,  Play5  ard  Player/1 

London,  and  will  shortly  bo  shown  all  over  tho 
country,  is  said  to  have  had  a  stupendous 
success  in  America.  Tho  manager  of  a  New 
York  theatre  issued  a  sworn  statement  that 
during  one  week  73,251  people  had  seen  the 

— — 

He  Forgot  One  Thing. 

THERE  is  an  old  Irishman  playing  as  an 
extra    in    the    next    Lyons   and  Moian 
comedy,  and  for  the  past  three  months 
he  has  been  absenting  himself  at  times  from  the 
StU  lio  to  attend  funerals. 

The  other  day  Lee  remonstrated  with  him, 
Q  )t  wishing  tho  old  le'.low  to  lose  his  job. 

What's  the  idea  of  attending  all  these 
funerals,  Terry  ?  "  he  asked.  "  The  people  are 
not  even  distantly  related  to  you." 

"I'm  an  old  man,  Mr.  Moran,"  replied  Terry, 
"  and  I've  got  to  think  of  the  future.  If  you 
don't  attend  other  people's  funerals,  how  can 
you  expect  them  to  attend  yours  ?  " 

-  -  — — 

"The  Great  Lover"  on  the  Screen. 

THE  GREAT  LOVER,"  the  play  that  has 
been  ha  ving  so  great  a  success  in  London 
with  Moscovitch  in  the  chief  part,  has 
been  made  into  a  film  play  by  Goldwyn. 

In  "  Sentimental  Tommy." 

AMONG  those  chosen  for  the  cast  of  "  Sen- 
timental Tommy,"  the  photo-play  version 
of  the  novel  by  J.  M.  Barrie,  is  Kate 
Davenport,  the  niece  of  Doris  Rankin,  who 
played  opposite  her  husband,  Lionel  Barrymore, 
in  "  The  Copper  Head,"  and  sister  of  Arthur 
Rankin, 'who  played  a  prominent  juvenile  role 
with  Irene  Castle. 

Is  Charlie  Coming  ? 

RUMOUR    is    busy    that   Charlie  Chaplin 
intends  coming  over  here  to  visit  his  old 
homejin  Brixton.     He  has   rented  his 
studio  to  Carter  De  Haven,  so  perhaps  at  last 

there  is  really  some  truth  in  the  rumour,  ai  d 
wo  shall  have  a  chance  to  welcome  the 
little  comedian  back  home. 

— ♦•♦ — 

Making  Mountains  Out  of  Mole-hills. 

SINCLAIR  HILL,  who  is  filming  one  of 
Ethel  M.  Dell's  stories,  "  Tho  Place  or 
Honour,"  may  gain  the  reputation  of 
making  mountains  out  of  molehill-.  For  tli 
purpose  of  the  film  he  is  going  to  make  a  moun- 
tain out  of  a  Surrey  hill.  By  the  way,  all  tlm 
male  parts  in  this  photo-play  are  to  be  tilled  by 
ex -Service  men. 

the  clever  producer, 
who  has  deserted  the 
directorial  ranks  to 
play  heroic  parts  on  the 
film.  We  are  shortly 
to  see  him  in  "In  the 
Heart  oi  a  Fool." 

Miss  MARY  SPIERS,  the  "  Picture  Show  "  first 
prize  winner  at  the  Victory  Ball  and  Carnival  which 
took  place  at  the  Crystal  Palace  on  October  9,  1920. 

who  is  directing  the  film 
of  the  CopeExpedition's 
dash  to  the  South  Pole, 
is  the  first  producer  to 
obtain  Lady  Diana 
Manners'  consent  to 
appear  in  pictures. 

A  Famous  Family. 

WE  are  to  see  Gustavo  Salvini.  Italy  * 
veteran  actor,  on  the  screen  in  tho 
L.I.F.T.  picture,  "  Hold  On." 
For  three  generations  the  name  of  Salvini  has 
been  famous  in  the  dramatic  world.  Allesandro, 
the  father  of  Gustavo',  will  be  well  remembered 
by  the  older  generation  of  playgoers.  Gustavo's 
last  visit  to  this  country  was  in  1903,  when, 
with  Eleanora  Duse.  he  drew  all  London  to  the 
Drury  Lane  Theatre.  His  son,  Allesandro  the 
second,  you  will  remember,  starred  with 
Franeesca  Bertini  in  some  of  her  most  ambitious 

Not  the  First. 

LLOYD  HAMILTON  tells  a  good  story  of 
the  time  when  Bud  Duncan  and  himself 
were  acting  for  the  Kalem  Company,  ami 
used  the  West  Lake  Park  for  many  of  their 
comedies.    The  lake  in  this  park  had  often 
been  used  for  other  comedy  scenes. 

One  day  Ham  lost  his  stage  moustache  in  a 
diving  scene — you  will  remember  he  wore  One 
in  those  days — and  called  the  property  man. 
who  was  a  noted  diver,  and  asked  him  to  get  it. 

He  accordingly  dived,  and  came  up  with  a 
handful  of  moustaches,  lost  by  Charlie  Chaplin. 
Chester  Conklin,  and  others  who  had  used  the 
lake,  and  yelled  as  he  threw  them  on  the  bank  : 
'"  Hay,  Ham  !    Which  is  yours  ?  " 

— — 

All  Wasted. 

MOST    actors,    no    matter    how  emotional 
they    be,   need   inspiration    for  tear-. 
That  was  why  Claire  Adams  tried  to 
prepare  little  Frankie  Lee  for  a  weepy  seen>- 
the  other  day  by  telling  him  a  very,  very  sad 

She  had  him  nearly  at  the  point  of  cryin_- 
when  she  herself  gave  way  at  her  own  sad  stor,  . 
tuid  tears  began  to  flow.  Even-one  expected 
Frankie  to  follow,  suit,  but  when  he  saw  Clair  • 
weeping,  he  threw  his  arms  around  her  and 
comforted  her.  Looking  up,  and  his  own  ejo.3 
were  moist,  he  said  : 

"  I  shouldn't  hug  Claire,  but  it's  the  only 
way  to  stop  a  woman  crying  !  " 


Picture  Show,  December  Ath,  1S20. 


The  joke  was  on  Claire,  and  everyone  had  a 
laugh  at  her  expense.  When  the  atmosphere 
dropped  back  to  normal,  the  scene  was  taken, 
ind  Frankie  demonstrated  his  ability  to  weep 
without  the  aid  of  a  sad  atmosphere. 

Isn't  She  Tiny. 

MAY  McAVO Y  is  a  new  cinema  find.  Y\  e 
are  to  see  her  playing  opposite  Herbert 
Rawlinson  in  "  Man  and  His  Woman.'" 
She  is  one  of  the  most  diminutive  actresses 
playing  on  the  screen.  Her  height  in  exactly 
4  ft;  11  in.,  her  weight  is  slightly  less  than 
100  lbs.,  and  she  wears  size  1J  shoes. 

—  — 

Song  to  Accompany  Play. 

DOLORES   LOPEZ    is   the   author  of  the 
screen  story,  "  Can  a  Woman  Forget  ?  " 
now  being  produced  ;  and  she  is  als» 
writing  the  words  for  a  song  of  the  same  name 
which  will  be  published  simultaneously  with 
the  release  of  tho  picture. 

The  Simple  Life  Pays. 

EILEEN  PERCY  has  never  been  attracted 
by  the  gay  life  which  appeals  to  so  many 
nowadays.     Even  when  she  was  playing 
with  the  Follies  in  New  York,  and  other  girls 
around  her  were  rushing  off  to  dinners  and 
dances,  her  mother  and  her  home  came  first. 

Now  that  she  is  a  star,  Miss  Percy  still 
adheres  to  the  simple  life,  because  she  knows 
that  too  much  gaiety  will  interfere  with  her 
work,  and  with  her  work  counts  before  pleasure. 
For  this  reason,  she  insists  en  having  eight 
hours  of  sleep  every  night,  regardless  of  all 
focial  demands.  She  has  often  been  told  by 
licr  friends  that  she  spoils  all  arrangements 
at  a  party  by  leaving  before  midnight.  Of 
course,  she  dislikes  to  leave,  but  she  bqf  deter- 
mined to  hold  herself  to  a  standard  and  make 
sacrifices  for  the  success  of  her  work.  For  this 
same  reason,  Eileen  Percy  makes  a  point  of 

I  know  that  nearly 
all  my  readers  love 
jumpers,  so  when  I 
saw  this  exception- 
ally pretty  design  I 
thought  oS  you.  and 
persuaded  the  Edi- 
tress of  "  Woman's 
Pictorial "  to  let  me 
show  you  the  photo- 
graph of  it.  Full 
instructions  for 
making  this  jumper 
will  be  Sound  in  t  his 
week's  "Woman's 

TERENCE  CAVANAGH,  who  has  starred  in 
Barnaby,"  the  "  Ever  Open  Door "  (to  be 
released  this  month),  "  Branded,"  and  "  Saved 
From  the  Sea." 

being  punctual  when  called  upon  for  studio 

"  It's  what  I  am  being  paid  to  do,"  she 
says,  "  so  it's  up  to  me  to  be  on  time." 

This  is  the  spirit  which  the  pretty  star 
puts  into  her  work. 

"  Sitting  up  to  all  hours  in  the  night  is  not 
for  tho  woman  who  has  to  work  during  the 
day,"  she  says.  '"  The  woman  who  isn't  devoted 
to  her  work  cannot  succeed." 

— ♦♦ — 

A  Rapid  Rise. 

TERENCE  CAVANAGH,  whoso  portrait 
appears  above,  has  had  a  phenomenal 
success  on  the  screen.  His  first  appear- 
ance was  in  a  crowd,  since  when  he  has  always 
played  leading  part3.  Mr.  Cavanagh  must  have 
an  ideal  screen  face,  for  ho  has  never  been  an 
actor  ;  but  perhaps  his  great  success  is  due  to 
the  fact  that  his  heart  and  soul  is  in  his  work. 

An  Offer  From  Plymouth. 

SEEXA  OWEN  wants  to  thank  an  admirer 
at   Plymouth   who   offered   her   the  use 
of  some  old  Irish  lace  that  had  been  in 
tho  family  for  over  200  years.     Here  is  an 
extract  from  tho  letter  Miss  Owen  received  : 

"  You  will  pardon  mo  for  writing  you,  | 
my  dear,  but  I  am  an  old  woman,  having 
seen  seventy-two  -summers,  and  I  thought  I 
i  might  help  you  a  little  bit.  It  just  happens 
s  that  I  have  seen  you  in  three  pictures  ;  tho 
I  first  was  '  Intolerance,'  and  the  names  of  the 
|    other  two  I  do  not  remember. 

"  '  Lavender  and  Old  Lace  '  is  my  favourite 
book,  and  I  saw  by  the  paper  that  you  are  in 
it.  I  have  some  fine  old  Irish  lace  that  has 
been  in  the  family  for  over  two  hundred 
years,  and  I'll  be  glad  to  lend  it  to  you  for 
ono  of  your  dresses  if  you'll  be  real  careful 
of  it,  and  send  it  back  to  me  when  you  are 

Miss  Owen,  however,  was  so  afraid  that 
the  lace  might  become  lost  or  damaged  in 
transit  that  she  did  not  accept  the  offer. 
— ♦+ — 

On  Circus  Day. 

WILL  ROGERS  couldn't  resist  the  old 
call  tho  other  day  when  a  circus 
was  in  full  swing  on  the  Goldwyn 
lot  for  tho  Edgar  Small  boy  series.  He 
deserted  his  own  work,  and  had  a  great 
time  displaying  his  rope  stunts  for  the 
kiddies  in  tho  big  tent. 

"  N'nthin'  doin'  !  "  he  protested  to  Clarence 
Badger,  his  director.  "  I've  always  played 
hookey  on  circus  day,  and  I'm  always  goin' 
to,  so  beat  it !  " 

Fay  Filmer. 


Notes  and  News  From  New  YorK. 

Charlie  Chaplin  Still  in  New  York. 

THE  elusive  Charles  Chaplin,  who  has  given 
his  newspaper  friends  to  understand  ha 
will  not  be  interviewed  on  the  subject  cf 
his  matrimonial  difficulties,  has  not  gone  to 
London,  as  we  were  led  to  believe  last  week. 
He  is  in  New  York  still,  spending  much  of  his 
time  reading  Spenser,  Macaulay,  and  Emerson, 
playing  on  his  fiddle,  and  trying  to  forget  the 
accusations  that  Mildred  Harris  Chaplin,  his 
young  wife,  brought  against  him.  But  Charlie 
isn't  devoting  all  his  time  to  his  books  and 
violin,  he  attends  a  theatre  now  and  then,  visits 
a  cabaret,  and  wanders  in  and  out  of  some 
brightly  lighted  cafe,  possibly  in  search  of 
atmosphere.  His  friends  say  he  presents  a  life- 
sized  picture  of  a  man  who  is  not  heartbroken 
in  any  sense  of  the  word. 

Opens  Her  Vaudeville  Season. 

MADAME  OLGA  PETROVA  has  gone  to 
Indianopolis  to  open  her  vaudeville 
season.  I  rushed  down  to  the  station 
in  time  to  say  good-bye  to  her,  and  to  see  a 
crowd  of  interested  spectators  rush  up  to  get  a 
close-up  view.  When  she  saw  she  was  recog- 
nised she  hurriedly  disappeared  into  the  train, 
for  despite  years  on  the  stage  and  screen  she  is 
exceedingly  shy  and  timid.  Having  signed  up 
to  play  a  twelve  weeks'  engagement  with  the 
Keith  Vaudeville  interests  she  will  not  make  a 
picture  till  later  in  the  season.  Her  plans  are 
indefinite  at  this  time,  but  everyone  hopes  sho 
will  soon  give  us  a  screen  play — one  in  which 
some  of  the  big  problems  of  feminism  are 
discussed.  Madame  is  an  ardent  feminist  herself, 
believing  in  the  equality  of  women  in  business 
and  social  life. 

Fox  Signs  Eve  Balfour. 

EVE  BALFOUR,  address  London,  England, 
arrived  in  New  York  four  months  ago, 
witli  a  grim  determination  to  get  a  motion 
picture  contract  or  die  in  the  attempt.  Her 
good  looks,  her  pleasing  personality,  and  the 
twinkle  in  her  eye  made  everyone  with  whom 
she  talked  quite  sure  the  latter  course  would  bo  1 
unnecessary.  Still,  despite  America's  far-famed 
reputation  for  celerity  of  action  weeks  went  on 
without  a  thing  in  sight.  But  Miss  Balfour  knew 
she  could  always  go  back  to  England  and  get  a 
job,  so  sho  refused  to  worry  over  America's 

At  last,  when  her  British  determination  was- 
soraly  shaken  she  received  an  offer  from  tho 
Fox  Film  Company  to  play  the  "  heavy  "  in  a, 
new  serial  they  are  about  to  film.  She  is  now  at 
the  studio  waiting  to  begin  that  highly  prized 

The  Return  of  Irene  Castle. 

WHEN  Irene  Castle  married  Robert  Trc- 
maine,  the  young  millionaire  who  bears 
such  a  startling  resemblance  to  her  lato 
husband,  Captain  Vernon  Castle,  she  said  sho 
was  through  with  films  and  dancing  for  all  time.. 
She  said  she  could  never  dance  without  Vernon, 
it  made  her  depressed  and  unhappy.  But  time 
heals  many  wounds,  and  now  Mrs.  Castle- 
Tremaine  is  coming  I  .a*,  k  into  films.  Her 
millionaire  husband  is  going  to  deposit  some  of 
his  cosh  in  a  new  film  organisation  to  be  known 
as  the  Irene  Castle  Company,  and  I,  for  one, 
shouldn't  be  surprised  to  hear  of  her  accepting 
a  dancing  engagement.  It  takes  a  strong- 
minded  soul  indeed  to  stay  away  from  the  glare, 
of  the  footlights  and  the  fascination  of  public 

Bessie  Gets  a  Shock. 

BESSIE  LOVE  was  highly  amused  the  other 
day  at  a  remark  made  by  a  visitor  at  her 
studio.    The  woman,  thrilled  at  being  so 
close  to  a  live  motion-picture  actress,  asked  bir 
what  picture  she  was  making. 

"'Old  Curiosity  Shop,'"  said  Bessie,  "by 
Charles  Dickens.  Although  most  of  the  scenes 
are  laid  in  London  we  are  making  them  here  at. 
the  studio,  and  I  believe  the  effect  is  just  as 

"  If  you  like  his  stories  so  well  why  don't 
you  get  Mr.  Dickens  to  write  you  another,"  said 
the  dear  old  lady,  supremely  unconscious  of 
tho  effort  Bessie  was  making  not  to  laugh. 

Louella  O.  Parsons 

picture  S/tou;  Denmhtr  Mh,  1920. 



It  looks  as  though  LAURA  LA  PLANTE  has  not  much  chance  o!  dodging      Two  film  artistes  who  are  favourites  of  many  picture-goers— PAULINE  FREDERICK 
the  ducking  which  BOBBY  VERNON  and  BILL  BEAUDINE  have  planned.  and  JULIAN  ELTINGE. 

6  Picture  Show,  December  4th,  1920. 


Reav  This  First. 

ARTHUR  WESTON  is  summoned  by  his  aunt, 
Amy  Rae,  to  Greystone  Manor.  He  finds  her 
very  ill,  and  she  tells  him  she  has  sent  for  him 
because  she  is  worried  about  her  son  Harry.  Her 
husband  married  her  for  her  money,  and  he  has  spent 
it  as  East  as  he  can,  and  there  is  no  provision  made 
for  her  son's  future. 

She  trusts  Arthur  implicitly,  and  gives  him  a  bag 
containing  twenty  thousand  pounds  in  notes  which 
she  has  managed  to  save,  and  asks  him  to  hold  it  in 
trust  for  her  boy.  She  tells  Arthur  that  she  will 
leave  Greystone  Manor  to  him ;  but  it  is  really  for 
Harry,  and  he  is  to  pass  it  over  to  him  when  he  is 

Arthur  is  deeply  touched. 

"  May  God  punish  me  if  I  do  not  respect  your 
trust  in  me,"  he  says  very  earnestly. 

A  fortnight  later  Amy  Rae  dies.  After  the  will 
has  been  read,  Arthur  Weston  is  walking  in  the 
grounds  of  Greystone  Manor  and  overhears  a  con- 
versation between  Harry  and  Grace  Ferguson,  the 
vicar's  daughter. 

Harry  is  saying  that  he  cannot  believe  his  mother 
could  have  made  such  a  will ;  and  after  he  has 
spoken  of  Arthur  Weston  as  an  outsider  he  discovers 
him  on  the  other  side  of  the  hedge,  and  accuses  him 
of  eavesdropping.  He  i3  very  rude,  and  it  ends  in 
a  fight.  Arthur  is  no  fighter,  and  is  ignominiously 

"  I  will  punish  him  for  this  !  "  Arthur  mutters  as 
he  picks  himself  up. 

A  few  days  later  Arthur  Weston  receives  a  letter 
from  his  lawyer.  Cecil  Eae  is  going  to  dispute  the 

The  Rector  Tries  to  Make  Peace. 

ARTHUR  WESTON  read  the  lawyer  s  letter, 
and  an  exclamation  of  disgust  escaped 
his  lips. 

He  had  thought  he  could  get  to  work  on 
Greystone  Manor  at  once.  He  was  heartily 
tired  of  the  whole  business,  he  told  himself. 

He  had  been  quite  contented  with  his  life  up 
to  now.  If  only  his  relations  would  have  let 
him  alone.  He  was  still  burning  with  the 
thought  of  the  unjust  treatment  he  had  received 
from  Harry,  and  one  day  he  meant  to  punish 
him  for  it. 

But  that  did  not  even  associate  itself  in  his 
mind  with  the  dying  trust  his  aunt  had  placed 
upon  him. 

He  told  himself  he  wanted  to  restore  Grey- 
stone Manor  for  its  own  sake.  Ho  had  made 
up  his  mind  to  go  and  live  there  with  Jessica, 
so  that  he  would  be  always  on  the  spot,  while 
the  work  was  being  done. 

A  law  case  might  drag  on  for  years  and  yeaVs. 

He  went  across  the  room  to  his  desk,  and 
after  furtively  glancing  around  lie  unlocked  a 
drawer  and  took  out  the  leather  case. 

It  worried  him  to  keep  such  a  large  sum  in  the 
house,  yet  what  was  he  -  to  do  with  it  ?  He 
could  not  take  it  to  the  bank.  It  was  such  a 
large  sum. 

Suppose  they  began  to  mako  inquiries  as  to 
how  he  had  come  by  it  ?  The  sweat  stood  out 
on  his  brow  at  the  thought. 

Suppose  these  lawyers  went  into  his  aunt's 
affairs  and  discovered  she  had  had  so  much 
money  in  her  possession  ?  Suppose  they 
accused  him  of  stealing  it  f  He  could  not  tell 
the  truth,  for,  unfortunately,  he  had  spent  a 
little  of  the  money.  There  had  been  one  or  two 
bills  which  had  been  pressing.  His  investments 
had  suddenly  dropped.  No  doubt  they  would 
recover  in  time,  but  it  would  have  been  very 
awkward  for  him  if  he  had  not  been  able  to 
meet  his  debts.  The  money  had  seemed  a 
godsend  at  tho  time — even  now  he  could  not 
honestly  bring  himself  to  regret  having  had  it 
in  his  charge. 

The  crisp  feel  of  the  notes  fascinated  him, 
and  not  a  day  passed  but  he  examined  and 
counted  them.  Ho  told  himself  that  it  was  his 
duty.  He  was  only  looking  after  what  had 
been  entrusted  to  his  care. 

Ho  was  startled  by  a  knock  at  the  door. 

Hastily  concealing  the  bag,  and  locking  the 
drawer,  he  went  across  the  room  and  threw  open 

tho  door  with  such  violence  that  the  maid 
shrank  back  nervously. 

"  Please  sir,  the  Rev.  Mr.  Ferguson  is  here. 
He  is  in  the  drawing-room,"  she  said. 

Arthur  Weston  frowned  at  the  girl. 

"  Show  him  in  here,"  he  said  harshly. 

The  girl  went  to  do  his  bidding,  and  the  man 
turned  back  into  his  room. 

What  brought  the  parson  of  Greystone  over, 
he  wondered.  Something  to  do,  no  doubt,  with 

Arthur  Weston  flung  himself  into  an  easy 
chair,  and  waited. 

The  Rev.  Ferguson  entered  the  room  with 
his  hand  outstretched,  and  a  smile  on  his  face. 

"  Ah,  my  dear  Weston  !  So  pleased  to  find 
you  in.    What  glorious  weather  we  are  having." 

Arthur  nodded,  and  pointed  to  a  chair. 

"  I  presumo  you  have  not  come  seven  miles 
to  tell  me  that,"  he  remarked  ungraciously. 

The  rector  glanced  round  at  his  companion 
sharply,  then  he  smiled. 

"  My  dear  Weston,"  he  said  amusedly. 
"  What  is  wrong  with  you  ?  You  don't  appear 
very  pleased  to  see  me." 

Arthur  endeavoured  to  pull  himself  together. 

The  Rector  of  Greystone  and  his  wifo  had 
gone  out  of  their  way  on  more  than  one  occasion 
to  show  a  kindness  to  him  and  his  motherless 
little  girl. 

"  I  am  not  quite  myself.    Tin"  attitude  of  . 
Harry  Rae  and  his  father  is   naturally  some- 
what disquieting,"  said  Arthur  irritably. 

The  rector  nodded  sympathetically. 

"  It  must  be.    The  truth  is,  Weston,  it  is  on 
that  subject  that  I  want  to  talk  to  you." 

Arthur  clutched  at  the  arms  of  his  chair.  The 
words  startled  him.  He  felt  he  must  be  on  his 
guard.  Ferguson  was  a  friend  of  the  Raes. 
No  doubt  ho  had  come  at  Cecil  Rae's  suggestion. 

The  rector  was  evidently  waiting  for  Arthur 
to  speak,  but  the  happenings  of  the  last  few 
weeks  had  -made  him  caut  ious. 

There  was  a  silence  in  the  room  while  the  two 
men  looked  at  each  other.  The  Rev.  gentleman 
rose  slowly  from  his  seat. 

"  Weston,"  he  said,  "  as  I  hope  you  know,  I 
am  your  friend,  and  I  want  to  take  the  privilege 
of  a  friend.  I  was  with  your  poor  aunt  when 
she  died.  Sho  asked  me  to  keep  an  eye  on  her 
boy  and  his  interests.  She  also  told  mo  the 
terms  of  her  will." 

He  paused,  but  the  man  in  the  chair  made  no 
remark,  ho  was  waiting  to  hear  m6re. 

Mr.  Ferguson  placed  his  hand  gently  on  his  . 
companion's  arm. 

"  You  can  imagine  how  sorry  I  was  when  I 
heard  of  tho  little  misunderstanding  between 
you  and  Harry.  It  was  a  most  unfortunate 
occurrence,  but,  under  the  circumstances, 
perhaps  quite  natural.  I  come  as  peacemaker, 
Weston.  I  wondered  if  you  would  crms  and 
dine  with  us  to-night.  I  want  you  and  tho 
boy  to  meet  and  know  each  other." 

Arthur  shook  his  head. 

"  I  have  no  wish  to  renew  my  acquaintance 
with  any  of  the  Raca.  But  what  do  you  mean  ? 
What  did  mv  aunt  mention  to  you  in-  connection 
with  her  will  ?  " 

.The  Rector  glanced  keenly  down  at  the 
young  man .  before  him. 

"  She  told  me  she  had  left  Greystone  in  your 
charge  for  Harry.  She  was  sure  she  had  done 
right  and  wanted  me  to  agree  with  her,  and  I 
did.  I  must  confess  that  I  was  grateful  that 
she  had  not  thrust  such  a  responsibility  on  to 
my  shoulders,  and  I  recognised  that  sho  had 
given  you  a  very  thankless  task.  It  is  becauso 
I  feel  this  so  strongly  I  have  come  over  to  you 
to-day.  I  suggest  you  come  this  evening,  and 
meanwhile,  I,  with  your  permission,  will  tell 
the  boy.  Then  he  will  apologise  to  you  for  all 
his  rudeness,  and  you  will  be  friends." 

Again  there  was  a  silence. 

Arthur  Weston  was  thinking  deeply. 

How  much  did  this  man  know,  ho  won- 
dered ?  Had  his  aunt  mentioned  the  money  ? 
How  dared  she  tell  anyone  at  all  ?  Her 
naturally  suspicious  nature  had  made  her  tell 
this  parson  so  that  he  could  spy  on  him.  How 
many  others  had  she  told  1  His  brow  grew 
dark  with  anger. 

And  then,  quite  suddenly,  it  came  over  Arthur 
Weston  that  he  was  acting  very  foolishly.  If 
he  was  not  careful  he  would  make  this  good 
friend  of  his  become  suspicious.  He  glanced 
up,  and  placed  his  hand  over  the  one  which 
rested  on  his  shoulder. 

"  I  appreciate  your  friendship  and  the  motive 
which  has  brought  you  here,"  he  said,  with 
apparent  eagerness.  "  I  have  been  longing  for 
someone  with  whom  I  might  discuss  this  busi- 
ness without  disrespect  to  the  wishes  of  tho 
dead.  I  have  been  worried  over  this  affair, 
but  I  do  not  see,  now,  that  I  can  have  the  boy 
told  ;  he  is  young  and  naturally  feels  for  his 
father.  You  and  I  both  know  what  will 
happen  if  the  estate  once  falls  into  his  hands.  ' 

"Quite  so.  1  was  thinking  entirely  of  you, 
Weston.  I  hear  that  Mr.  Rae  is  taking  tho 
matter  into  court,  but  his  lawyers  will,  I  am 
sure,  advise  him  to  relinquish  the  idea." 

Arthur  produced  the  letter. 

The  rector  read  it  through,  and  sighed. 

"  It  is  such  a  pity.  The  estate  has  been, 
drained  to  tho  utmost,"  he  said.  "  Yes,  it  will 
take  a  fortune  to  put  right  as  it  is,"  remarked 
Arthur,  with  a  furtive  glanco  at  his  visitor. 

"  Indeed  it  will,  Weston." 

Again  the  two  men  gazed  thoughtfully  at  each 

It  was  upon  Arthur's  lips  to  say  that  ho 
wondered  where  the  money  was  to  come  from, 
but  somehow  he  dared  not.  He  found  himself 
quite  unable  to  mention  the  money  at  all. 

"  I  think,  myself,  the  boy  ought  to  know, 
Weston,"  the  clergyman  continued,  after  a 
pause.  "  You  see,  he  is  left  in  my  charge,  so 
to  speak,  and  I  know  that  his  mother  wished 
him  to  continue  at  school.  He  talks  of  giving 
all  that  up  and  going  out  to  Australia." 

"  He  would  be  away  from  his  father's  infiu- 
ence,"  said  Arthur. 

The  visitor  glanced  at  him  swiftly. 

"  So  ho  would  be  at  school,  and  in  the  vaca 
tion  he  can  make  his  home  with  us." 

Arthur  sprang  from  his  chair  and  began  to 
pace  the  room. 

"  I  want  to  bo  left  alone.'  he  said  querulously. 
"  Ever  since  this  wretched  business  has  come 
into  my  hands  I've  been  worried  and  pestered.'' 

"  I  am -sorry,  but  I  naturally  want  to  do  the 
best  for  the  boy,"  replied  Mr."  Ferguson.     "  If 

you  would  consent,  Weston  "    He  paused 

significantly.  >  ' 

"  I  shall  not  do  anything  of  the  kind.  I 
respect  the  wishes  of  the  dead,  Mr.  Ferguson. 
The  boy  is  not  to  know  for  another  five  years," 
said  Arthur  .violently. 

"  You  have  quite  made  up  your  mind  ? 
Nothing  I  can  say  will  alter  you  ! 

"  Nothing,  absolutely  nothing." 

The  rector  sighed. 

"  But,  Mr.  Weston,  a  law  suit — the  estate 
can  never  stand  it.  It  may  go  on  for  years. 
It  would  put  a  stop  to  the  whole  proceeding 
now,  if  you  allowed  them  to  know,  and  it 
could  be  arranged  that  you  carry  out  tho 
wishes  of  your  aunt  " 

"  I  will  not  discuss  the  subject  further  ' 
cried  Arthur  irritably.    "  You  mean  well.  M  r. 
Ferguson,  but  kindly  understand  that  this  is 
an  affair  which  rests*  entirely  between  my  late 
aunt  and  me."  ■ 

"  Ah,  well  !  Como  to  dinner  to-night  and 
meet  the  boy  again.  Come  and  help  uie  to 
persuade  him  to  get  on  with  his  studies." 

"  No.    I  believe,  myself,  in  Fate.    What  is 
to  be,  will  be.    If  he  wants  to  go  abroad,  why 
{Continued  on  oage  8  1 

Picture  S/iou;  December  Hth,  1920. 



A  coming  British  Film  founded  and  produced  by  the  well-known 
artist,  E.  P.  KINSELLA,  on  his  famous  coloured  picture  of 
the   same  name.     All  the   parts   are  played   by  children. 

THE  HOPE  confides  in  the  REJECTED  ONE 
that  SHE  has  found  another  sweetheart,  and 
together  the;  plan  revenge. 

SHE  suggests  that  the  rivals  should  play  for  her  hand. 
A  game  o!  cricket  is  decided  upon,  the  captain  of  the 
winning  side  to  have  her  hand. 

THE  HOPE  goes  in  first  certain  of 
victory.    This  is  his  smile  when  he  gets 
ready  for  the  first  ball. 

Bowled  out  first  ball.    THE  HOPE  tells  the  REJECTED 
ONE  of  his  great  disappointment. 

Meanwhile  SHE  and  his  rival  are  married,  little 
caring  for  the  heart  they  have  broken. 

The  little  stars  in  this  film  are  as  follows  : 

'The  Hope  of  His  Side,"  GEORGE  GRIMWOOD  :  "She,"  DOROTHY 
ADLARD;  "The  Jilted  One."  NINA  SANDS. 

Fed  up  1  THE  HOPE  is  left  on  the 
Church  steps.    "  Nobody  loves  me!" 

DERRICK:  "The  Rival."  LEONARD 


Picture  Show,  Dtccmbir  Wi,  1920. 

'  Manacled  By  Money.'' 

stop  him  ?  He  may  do  very  well  out  there. 
As  you  remarked,  the  estate  will  want  some- 

thing  spent  on  it  "    Arthur  paused  signifi. 


The  clergyman  gave  him  a  queer  look. 
"  I  havo  not  forgotten  that,  Mr.  Weston," 
he  said. 

Arthur  watched  the  clergyman  go  down  the 
drive  a  few  minutes  later,  wheeling  his  bicycle. 
He  was  agitated.  Ho  showed  it  in  his  walk.  / 
The  man  watching  him  was  also  excited,  for 
his  hands  twitched,  spasmodically  as  he  went 
over  the  conversation  once  more  in  his  mind. 

"  Did  the  Rov.  Ferguson  know  about  the 
money  that  his  aunt  had  given  him  to  restore 
Greystone  Manor,  or  did  ho  not  ?  "  That  was 
the  question  that  kept  recurring  to  his  mind. 
"  They  all  behave  just  as  though  they  thought 
1  was  not  honest,"  he  told  himself  impatiently. 

He  turned  back  into  the  room,  and  flung 
himself  into  a  chair. 

■'  Everybody  suspects  me.  It  is  enough  to 
make  a  man  pay  them  out  in  their  own  coin." 

For  some  minutes  he  sat  thinking  deeply,  and 
as  he  did  so  the  shadow  on  his  face  grew  darker. 

"  The  place  is  mine  for  five  years,  and  1  won't 
give  it  up,  not  for  anyone,"  he  muttered. 
"  Silly,  distrustful  old  woin.m  !  What  did  she 
want  to  leave  it  to  me  for  if  she  did  not  trust 
mo  .'  If  she  told  him  that,  what  else  did  she 
tell  him  ?  Does  he  know  about  the  leather  bag, 
I  wonder  ?    Did  she  toll  him  that,  too  ?  " 

It  did  not  matter,  he  told  himself  repeatedly. 
He  was  going  to  do  exactly  as  his  aunt  had 
asked  him.  He  would  do  tho  right  thing.  He 
was  only  upset  because  the  dying  woman  had 
not  trusted  him.  She  had  evidently  trusted 
no  one.  She  had  even  deceived  her  husband, 
pretending  to  have  spent  money  while  all  the 
time  she  was  saving  secretly. 

Harry  Rae's  Promise. 

PLEASE  do  not  try  to  dissuade  -me,  sir. 
I  have  quite  made  up  my  mind.  I  had 
a  talk  to  father  yesterday,  and  he  agrees 
with  me.  It  ia  the  best  thing  I  can  do.  1  am 
simply  wasting  my  time  now  at  college,  and  the 
money  will  be  far  more  useful  in  starting  me 
in  a  new  country." 

"  But,  my  dear  boy,  think  of  your  future  ! 
These  next  few  years  will  make  all  the  difference. 
If  you  continue  at  a  Public  School  you  will  bo 
always  able  to  hold  your  own  wherever  you  go." 

"  Yes,  and  find  myself  without  a  chance  of  keep- 
in2  among  the  people  I  have  associated  with." 

But,  dear  boy,  why  not  wait  and  see  ? 
Trust  in  providence.  If  you  were  to  take  my 
advice,  I  would  call  on  your  cousin  and  make 
your  peace  with  him.  That  little  affair  of 
yours  was  most  disagreeable  and  unfortunate." 

"  I  don't  caro  for  tho  fellow.  There  must  bo 
something  wrong  with  him,  or  why  would  all 
his  people  have  turned  against  him  like  they  did  ? " 

One  should  not  judge  by  appearances.  His 
marriage  was  not  approved  of,  1  believe,  bvit 
his  wifo  was  a  most  charming  littlo  creature, 
and  your  mother  must  havo  liked  your  cousin 
or  else  she  would  never  have  trusted  him  as 
she  has." 

Harry  Rae  gave  a  mirthless  little  laugh. 

"  I  can't  understand  my  mother,"  he  said. 
"Theiinore  I  think  of  it  all,  the  less  I  under- 

The  elder  man  leaned  across  tho  table.  They 
had  just  finished  dinner,  and  Grace  and  Mrs. 
Ferguson  had  gone  into  the  sitting-room,  from 
which  sounded  a  sweet,  girlish  voice  at  the  piano. 

"  Harry,"  said  the  clergyman  earnestly,  "  I 
want  to  impress  upon  you  that  your  mother 
acted  as  sho  did  from  tho  best  of  motives. 
W  hen  you  are  twenty -one,  my  boy,  you  will 
understand.  I  may  not  toll  you  as  much  as 
I  might  wish,  but  on  your  twenty-first  birthday 
thero  will  be  a  wonderful  surprise  in  storo  for 
you.  This  much  I  feel  1  am  right  in  telling  you. 
And  if  you  are  sensible,  you  will  go  back  to 
school  as  your  dear  mother  wished.  She 
planned  out  your  lifo  for  you,  boy,  and  it  is 
for  you  to  obey  her  wishes." 

Over  Harry's  faco  came  an  obstinate  ex- 

"  I  am  going  to  Australia,  sir.  My  mind  is 
quite  made  up,"  ho  said  calmly. 

Tho  clergyman  gazed  at  him  holplcssly. 

"  Can  I  say  nothing  to  dissuade  you,  my 
boy  ?  "  he  asked  sadly. 

"  Nothing  at  all,  sir.  I've  mado  up  my 
mind.  I  want  you  to  help  me  to  get  out  there, 
and  then  I  mean  to  waste  no  time."  j 

"  There  is  one  thing  then,  that  you  must 
promise  me,  Harry. 

'"  Whatever  happens,  you  must  return  here 
for  your  twenty-first  birthday.  Whatever 
your  condition  of  life  may  be,  if  trouble  and 
misfortune  overtake  you,  you  must  give  me 
your  word  of  honour  that  you  will  return.  If 
you  have  not  your  fare,  you  must  promise 
to  write  for  it.    Do  you  hear  ?  " 

Harry  smiled  at  his  old  friend's  eagerness. 

"  I  sha'n  t  be  hard  irp.  Everyone  makes  a 
fortune  in  Australia,"  he  said,  with  easy  con- 
fidence. "  But  I  will  come  back  for  my  twenty- 
first  birthday.    I  promise  you  that." 

Two  weeks  later  Harry  called  at  the  Roctory 
to  say  good-bye. 

The  Rev.  Mr.  Ferguson  had  a  friend  in 
Melbourne,  to  whom  he  had  written,  and  Harry 
w7as  also  taking  letters  of  introduction  with  him. 

Grace  was  very  quiet  when  he  came  to  say 
good-bye  to  her. 

"  I  shall  write  and  tell  you  all  about  every- 
thing," she  said,  smiling  up  at  him  ;  and  Harry 
never  guessed  how  her  heart  was  crying  out 
within  her. 

He  shook  her  hand,  and  laughed  as  ho 
thanked  her.  In  a  vague  way  he  knew  that 
she  did  not  want  him  to  go. 

"  Girls  are  like  that,  and  Grace  is  curiously 
like  poor  mother  used  to  bo,"  he  thought,  as 
lie  waved  to  them  all  as  tho  dogcart  started 
down  the  drive  to  take  him  to  the  station. 

They  stood  and  waved  until  the  cart  was  out 
of  sight.  Mr.  Ferguson  was  the  first  to  turn 
away  towards  the  house.  Grace  felt  her  lip 
quivering.  She  had  been  so  brave,  but  now  he 
was  gone  she  almost  broke  down. 

She  mado  her  way  into  the  garden,  and 
then  took  the  footpath  through  the  paddock 
to    Greystone   Manor  grounds. 

The  house  looked  gloomy  and  completely 
deserted  when  she  reached  it. 

The  shutters  were  closed  over  the  windows, 
and  all  the  doors  were  locked.  Grace  sat  down 
on  tho  discoloured  stone  steps  and  stared  dis- 
consolately in  front  of  her. 

Sho  knew  thero  was  a  secret  passage  into 
the  house  if  she  really  wished  to  enter.  She 
and  Harry  had  often  used  it  when  they  were 
children.  They  had  discovered  it  quite  by 
accident,  but  to-day  the  girl  had  no  heart  to 

Suddenly  the  girl  raised  her  head  and  lis- 
tened— a  startled  expression  in  her  eyes.  Then 
slowly  she  turned  her  head  towards  tho  shut- 
tered room  behind  her. 

Thero  was  someone  in  the  darkened  room 
behind  her — someone  who  evidently  had  no 
business  there,  else  why  did  they  not  open  the 
shutters  instead  of  carrying  a  light  ? 

For  a  moment  the  girl  stood  hesitating,  her 
eyes  fixed  on  tho  tell-tale  gleam  which  shone 
through  the  crack3  of  tho  shutters,  and  then  her 
thoughts  flew  instinctively  to  Harry.  Thero 
were  burglars  inside  trying  to  steal  from  him. 

She  forgot  that  the  homo  was  no  longer  his, 
as  swiftly  and  silently  she  made  her  way  to  tho 
old  sundial  that  stood  surrounded  by  a  perfect 
circle  of  oak  trees  at  the  side  of  tho  house. 

It  was  Harry  who  pointed  out  the  absurdity 
to  the  girl  years  ago. 

"  What  is  tho  good  of  a  sundial  if  it's  hidden 
by  these  great  trees  ?  "  he  had  said  one  day, 
and  then  they  had  discovered  tho  secret. 

It  was  quite  by  accident.  Harry  was  seated 
on  the  sundial,  treating  it  as  a  troublesome 
horse.  Regardless  of  his  suit,  lie  was  wriggling 
over  the  moss-grown  surface,  when  suddenly 
the  dial  moved,  revealing  to  the  children  a 
flight  of  stone  steps. 

That  had  been  an  exciting  afternoon.  Harry 
had  descended  first,  and  Grace  had  eagerly 
followed  him. 

The  steps  led  into  a  passage,  which  was 
cunningly  ventilated  from  the  outside  by  ft 
greenhouse  placed  between  one  of  the  oaks  and 
the  house.  The  door  at  the  further  end  of  tho 
passage  they  had  found  open,  and  this  led  into 

Mrs.  Rae  had  told  the  children  that  she  had 
played  in  the  secret  passage  when  she  was  t» 
girl,  but  there  was  a  legend  which  warned  the 
owners  of  the  house  not  to  impart  tho  know- 
ledge by  word  of  mouth  to  strangers.  Every 
one  must  ^discover  the  secret  for  themselves. 
This  had  impressed  tho  children,  and  when  Mrs. 
Rae  had  encouraged  them  to  explore  further, 

and  whe^i  they  discovered  that  tho  stairs  went 
up  between  the  wall  of  the  staircase  and  the 
library,  their  delight  knew  no  bounds. 

A  secret  panel  disclosed  an  entranco  from 
either  spot,  and  the  children  had  amused  them- 
selves by  appearing  and  disappearing  at  unex- 
pected moments,  almost  under  tho  nose  of 
bewildered  servants, 

It  did  not  take  Grace  long  to  move  the  top 
of  the  sundial  now,  for  she  had  done  it  so  many 
times  before.  The  only  danger  was  that  she 
could  not  replace  it  in  its  right  position.  But 
there  was  no  one  about,  sho  decided,  as  she 
gazed  around  her.  It  would  be  quito  safe  to 
leave  it  open. 

.  A  few  minutes  later  she  was  feeling  her  way 
up  the  dark,  narrow  stairs.  A  faint  light 
through  the  wainscotting  showed  her  that  sho 
was  on  a  level  with  the  library. 

Very  cautiously  she  felt  for  the  wooden  catch, 
and  slid  the  secret  panel.  It  was  very  stiff,  and 
made  a  peculiar  little  grating  noise. 

She  stopped  at  once,  but  tho  sound  had 
reached  the  man  in  the  room.  He  raised  his 
head  quickly  from  the  papers  he  was  examining 
at  the  desk,  and  stood  listening. 

Who  is  there  ?  "  he  cried,  in  a  startled 

Grace,  cowering  bclund  the  oak  wainscoting, 
did  not  answer. 

The  man  stood  for  a  few  seconds,  and  then 
went  to  the  door.  He  waited  there,  listening 
intently,   and  then  suddenly   threw  it  open. 

But  there  was  no  one  in  tho  gloomy  hall,  and, 
after  satisfying  himself,  ho  closed  the  door  again 
and  went  back  to  the  desk. 

Grace,  gaining  courage,  peeped  through  tho 
aperture  she  had  made,  and  recognised  him. 
It  was  Arthur  Weston  ! 

How  foolish  she  had  been  !  Of  courso  the 
place  belonged  to  him  now.  He  was  the  master 
of  Greystone  Manor,  and  she  was  a  trespasser. 

Sho  should  never  have  entered.  Her  father 
would  be  vexed  if  he  knew. 

Very  cautiously  she  slipped  tho  panel  back 
into  its  place,  and  began  to  de=cend.  She  had 
reached  the  passage  when  her  heart  suddenly 
gave  a  frightened  jerk,  and  she  stood  still. 

.Someone  was  moving  about  the  stairs  which 
led  to  tho  sundial,  cutting  off  her  retreat. 

Slowly  sho  became  aware  that  the  person 
was  descending.  Now  thoroughly  scared,  sho 
began  to  climb  tho  stairs  once  more,  and  sped 
upward.  She  knew  sho  must  gain  the  staircase 
if  she  did  not  want  to  be  seen.  It  was  rather 

Sho  reached  the  panel  on  the  staircase,  and 
glided  through.  She  '.ad  just  time  to  reach  tho 
upper  hall,  and  slip  behind  tho  big  plush  curtain 
which  covered  "a  door,  when  she  heard  by  tho 
sounds  behind  her  that  the  newcomer  was  also 
coming  through  the  secret  panel. 

Twilight  was  already  settling  in  dark  shadow* 
in  the  corners  of  tho  place,  but  tho  girl  recog- 
nised tho  newcomer  with  a  little  gasp  of  be- 
wilderment.   It  was  Cecil  Rae,  Harry's  father. 

Tho  gentleman  was  chuckling  to  himself  as 
ho  closed  up  his  entrance,  and  then  proceeded 
to  descend  the  stairs. 

He  had  proceeded  half  way  when  once  more 
tho  library  door  was  thrown  open,  and  Arthur 
Weston  appeared. 

"  Who  the  deuce  "  he  began  ;  and  then 

an  ugly  expression  passed  over  his  face. 

.Mr.  Rao  stood  hesitating  for  a  moment,  and 
then  he  walked  down  tho  rest  oPthe  stairs. 

"  I  was  wondering  who  could  bo  here,"  he 
said.  "  I  might  havo  known,  though,  if  I  had 
given  it  a  thought.  What  arc  you  doing,  I  should 
like  to  know  t  " 

Tho  door  closed  upon  (he  two  men,  and  Grace 
heard  no  more. 

Her  one  idea  was  to  got  away  before  she  was 

She  glided  to  the  secret  panel,  and  shut  it 
carefully  behind  her.  Then,  as  sho  came  on  i» 
level  with  the  library,  she  heard  voices  raised 
in  anger. 

Tho  two  men  were  quarroUing. 

Tho  girl  hastened  her  movements.  It  was 
getting  late — her  parents  would  be  anxious. 

She  reached  the  garden,  and  was  hesitating 
whether  or  not  to  rcplaco  tho  sundial  to  its 
normal  position  when  ft  shot  rang  out.  It  came 
from  the  library. 

Scarcely  knowing  what  sho  was  doing,  the 
girl  swung  the  stone  back  into  its  proper  place 
and  then  started  to  run. 

'  Another  instalment  in  next  Mor.Joy's  '  P  c'.urm 

Picture  m/tow,  December  4(//,  1920. 

THE  EXPRESSIONS  OF  JACK  MULHALL.    (Special  to  the  "Picture  Show.") 


Th«  Popular  Star  With  tU 
::    Wonderful  Wavy  Hair  :: 

I'VE  always  heard  that  a  mole  on  the  left 
eyobrow  is  lucky,  and  now  I'm  convinced 
of  the  truth  of  it.    Here  is  a  caso  in  point. 
Yho  subject  of-  this,  Jack  Mulhall,  possesses 
n  large  ono  just  in  the  above  position,  and 
hasn't  Fortune  smiled  upon  him  '/ 

Young,  good-looking,  a  successful  actor 
with  a  long  contract  at  Lasky's,  a  big  following 
of  admiring  "  fans,"  a  pretty  wife  and  a  lovely 
baby  1  What  more  could  a  mortal  desire  ! 
And  yet  he's  so  refreshingly  modest  !  It's 
hard  to  get  lum  to  talk  about  himself,  because 
he  won't  admit  that  anybody  can  be  interested 
'  in  him,  and  I  have  to  literally  drag  bits  of 
information  out  of  him.  When  ho  hears  that 
the  interview  is  for  the  British  public,  ho 
begins  to  unbend. 

His  Reminiscences  of  England. 

''       EE  !   I  love  England  !  "  he  starts  remin 
V  f.    iscently.    "  I  spent   six  months 
over  there  in  1910,  and  I 
had  a  dandy  time." 

"  How  did  you  happen  to  visit 
us  ?  "  I  asked* 

**  "  Well,  just  then  I  had  some 
.  money  that  burned  a  hole  in  my 
pocket,  and  I  thought  a  trip  across 
would  be  the  very  thing.    I  went 
first  to  France,  saw  Paris,  Dijon, 
Bclfort,  and  many  other  places  that  have  since 
been  nearly  wiped  off  the  map.  Then  I  got  ov 
to  Southampton,  where,  w nth  a  party,  I  spent 
week  exploring  the  beauties  of  the  New  Forest, 
after  which  we  made  tracks  for  London.  I 
happened  to  reach  there  at  rather  a  sad  time  ; 
I  ho  whole  country  was  in  mourning  for  King 
Edward,  who  had  just  passed  away.  I  witnessed 
the  lying-in -state  in  the  Abbey,  and  afterwards 
saw  the  Royal  funeral.     What  a  wonderful 
procession  it  was,  too  !    What  a  collection  of 
kings  for  a  democratic  American  to  gloat  over  ! 
I  can  well  remember  seeing  the  trouble-maker 
of  the  world,  Wilhelm,  all  dolled  up  in  a  white 
uniform  !  " 

His  Favourite  Authors. 

I SUPPOSE,  like  most  of  your  countrymen 
and  countrywomen,  you  did  some  sight- 
seeing, Mr.  Mulhall  'I  " 
"  I  guess  I  did  !  I've  always  been  fond  of 
reading,  and  among  my  favourite  authors 
were  Dickens,  Carlyle,  and  Thackeray.  I  mado 
a  special  visit  to  Gad's  Hill,  to  seo  where  the 
great  novelist  had  lived,  and  poked  about  all 
sorts  of  queer  places  in  London  that  are  associated 
with  his  books  and  characters.  I  went  over 
Carlyle's  house  in  Chelsea,  and  revelled  in  the 
Wallace  Collection,  because  of  Becky  Sharp. 

A  Sore  Point. 

MR.  MULHALL  appears  to  have  a  sweet 
disposition,  but  one  of  the  few^  things 
that  "  get  his  goat  "  is  asking  hirn  if  he 
Marcels  his  hair  !  It's  a  shame,  really,  to  teas? 
him  ;  but  it's  rather  unfair  that  a  man's  hair 
should  grow  in  great  big  natural  waves  that 
a  woman  would  give  her  soul  for  !  Added  to 
which  attraction,  ho  has  the  bluest  of  eves, 
with  long,  curling  eyelashes.  A3  a  matter  of 
fact,  he  is  rather  an  Adonis  ;  and,  doubtless 

for  that  reason,  wa3  chosen  as  a  model  for  n 
very  popular  stylo  of  collar.  Thorofore,  not 
alone,  then,  is  he  familiar  to  the  public  through 
the  medium  of  the  screen,  but  his  face  greets 
\ou  on  aU  the  railways  and  trams.  His  teeth, 
which  are  perfect,  are  also  u3od  to  set  forth  the 
\  irtuc3  of  a  well-known  tooth-paste.  I  was  just 
about  to  ask  him  if  Messrs.  Blank,  of  the  Perma- 
nent Hair-Wave  Company,  had  approached  him, 
but,  on  second  thoughts,  decided  I  wouldn't. 

If  yoa  wish 

to    write  to 

htm,  address 

your  letter — 

c  o  Famous-Lasky 



■  California,  U.S.A. 

Adores  Children- 

HE  looks  ridiculously  young,  although  why 
shouldn't  he  ?  He's  only  in  the  early 
twenties.  I  can't  imagine  him  as  a  fond 
parent,  but  lie  is,  owning  a  bouncing  boy  three 
years  old.  He  says  that  ho  adores  children,  clean 
or  grubby,  and  he  would  like  doztns  and  dozens  1 
His  favourite  pastime  is  tinkering  with  his 
car,  a  handsome  Hudson  super-six.  He  also 
confesses  to  some  skill  in  handling  a  rod. 

A  Nasty  Experience. 

OF  eourso,  lie  does  all  sorts  of  stunts  on  horse- 
back and  in  the  swimming  line.  Talking 
about  tho  latter,  ho  relates  how  he 
nearly  lost  his  lifo  in  a  picture  that  was  being 
taken  in  San  Francisco.  The  6cene  was  in 
Golden  Gate  Harbour,  and  called  for  him  to 
receive  a  blow  on  the  head  which  was  to  knock 
him  unconscious  into  the  water. 

This  all  happened  as  per  directions,  but  the 
engine  of  the  motor-boat  that  was  within  call 
for  the  purpose  of  picking  him  up  when  the 
camera   had   finished      shooting " 
went  wrong  suddenly  and  calmly 
stayed   where  it  was ;    and  there 
was  Master    Jack,    fully  dressed, 
with    the   collar  of  his  silk  shirt 
shrinking  through  the  action  of  the 
water  and  slowly  throttling  him  ! 
HHK^     A  preserver  was  thrown  to  him,' 
WKfr         however,  and  he  wasn't  too  far  gone 
to  have  the  presence  of  mind  to  cling 
on  to  it,  and  in  a  few  moments  he  was  being 
plied  with  nips  of  brandy  from  a  friendly  flask. 

His  Wife's  Adventurous  Life. 

AS  is  required  of  most  heroes  in  the  movies, 
he  is  a  graceful  dancer,  and,  in  company 
with  his  pretty  wife,  is  often  seen  at 
the   cabarets   and   places   where   dancing  is 
popular.     She,  by  the  way,  has  crammed  a 
good  deal  of  incident  into  her  short  life.  She 
lived  for  ten  years  in  Mexico,  and  while 
there  saw  many  a  revolution.     Trifles  such 
as  raids,  burning  up   villages,  looting 
towns  meant  nothing  to  her  ! 


THAT  the  British  public  may  know 
he  has  a  bit  of  Britain  in  his 
veins,  Mr.  Mulhall  points  out  that, 
although  he  was  born  in  New  York,  his  mother 
was  Scotch  and  his  father  Irish.  I  might 
add,  in  passing,  that  he  is  5  ft.  11  in.  in 
height,  weighs  11  stone,  and  has  light-brown 

The  post-bag  of  a  movie  favourite  is  no  small 
matter,  as  Jack  Mulhall  knows  well. 

While  I  talked  to  him  a  large  packet  was 
brought  in,  and  I  noticed  they  were  from  all 
MULHALL  parts  of  the  world.    One  which  caused  much 
amusement  was  from  India,  and  said  : 

"  The  humble  writer  awaited  the  weekly 
show  ing  of  '  The  Brass  Bullet '  " — a  serial  in 
which  he  appeared — "  with  trepidation  and 
delight  not  to  be  spoken  of,  and  he  trusted 
the  honoured  recipient  of  this  unworthy 
letter  would  live  very  long  to  please  many 

.And  so  say  all  of  us  ! 

Summing  you  up. 

Absolutely  determined.  Laden  with  thought. 

His  pleased  smile. 

His  clear  cut  profile. 



Hissed  for  the  First  Time. 

WHEN  I  saw  the  famous  actor — Mr.  Hoi  man 
Clark — in  his  dressing-room  the  other 
afternoon,  he  had  just  faced  the  novel 
ordeal  of  being  hissed — when  playing  in  the 
"  Right  to  Strike." 

His  dark  eyes  and  mobile  features  were  alight 
with  enthusiasm.  He 
was  tremendously 
elated  at  the  demon- 

'  There's  a  certain 
element  of  excitement 
in  playing  in  '  The  Right 
to  Strike,'  "  he  declared 
smiling.  "  Up  to  this 
afternoon  the  house  had 
always  been  divided 
into  two  sections — for 
and  against  ! 

"  Directly  I  went  on 
the  stage  to-day  I  felt  a. 
certain  tense  magnetism 
in  the  air.  Every  word 
of  the  play  was  followed 
with  breathless  interest 
— and  when  I,  as  the  broken  man  of  the  play, 
who  had  lost  everything  that  made  life  bear- 
able, suddenly  declared  my  determination  to 
strike  also — there  was  a  sudden  spontaneous 
hiss,  that  showed  for  the  first  time  the  house 
was  not  divided." 

Many  Emotions— One  Expression. 

FROM  the  theatre  our  conversation  drifted 
into  the  ever-absorbing  one  of  filmland. 
"  Acting  on  the  screen  is  very  different 
to  legitimate  stage  work,"  Mr.  Hohnan  Clark 
observed.  "  For  the  screen,  the  less  you  do  the 
more  effective  is  your  work,  providing  the  sit- 
uation in  which  you  are  in  is  interesting  to 
yourself.  Of  course,  this  can  be  overdone. 
Xot  long  ago  I  saw  the  caricature  of  a  film  actor, 
first  as  himself;  secondly,  depicting  pleasure; 
thirdly,  anger,  and  so  on — the  point  of  the 
story  was  the  expression,  which  was  exactly  the 
Eame  for  every  emotion.  In  fact,  he  was  himself, 
as  shown  in  picture  one  !  " 

The  Cold-Blooded  Bogey. 

npHEN  Mr.  Clark  went  on  to  tell  His  ex- 
J[      perience  of  screen  work. 

■"  Playing  in  '  Once  Aboard  the  Lugger,' 
n  Hepworth  film,  gave  me  much  pleasure,"  he 
confessed.  "  Mr.  Hepworth  is  one  of  the  main- 
stays of  the  cinema,  very  artistic,  anxious  to  do 
the  best  work,  and  to  treat  his  people  with  great 

When  I  asked  Mr.  Clark  which  ho  preferred, 
film  work  or  the  stage,  he  was  a  wee  bit  evasive. 

"  I  don't  dislike  screen  work,"  ho  smiled  ; 

the  legitimate  stage  demands  the  same  thing — 
very  often  artistes  who  are  excellent  at  rehearsals, 
nre  not  a  success  at  a  performance.  But  they 
uould  possibly  make  very  good  screen  artiste--. 
On  the  other  hand,  there  are  those  who  arc  had 
at  rehearsal,  and  require  an  audience  before 
they  can  bring  out  their  best  work.  They  suiter 
from  the  cold-blooded  way  one  has  to  play  out 
scenes  at  rehearsals,  but  they  are  magnificent 
at  a  performance." 

Books  Better  Than  Plays. 

AND  then  our  conversation  drifted  on  to 

''  J  think  scenarios  taken  from  books  are 
more  successful  than  when  taken  from  plays," 
he  declared,  "  and  scen- 
arios written  for  the 
screen  are  better  than 
cither.  When  we  have 
really  learnt  the  possi- 
bilities of  the  art,  we 
shall  make  a  very  rapid 


The  Pleasure-Seek- 
ing Habit. 

LL  the  same,  I 
don't  thin  k 
films  will  ever 
injure  the  theatre,"  he 
assured  me.  "Nobody 
will  ever  bo  quite  satis- 
fied with  tho  screen, 
unless  he,  or  she,  happens  to  be  deaf.  Tho 
human  voice  is  missing  !  But  tho  Cinema  is 
attracting  a  new  public.  It  entertains  them 
ia  their  spare  lime,  in  the  afternoon  and  evening, 




and  then  in  due  course,  this  new  public  filters 
Into  the  theatre,  so  the  theatre  will  never  be 
ousted  by  the  films." 

Golf  as  a  Rest  Cure. 

1HEN,  whilst  talking  of  the  pleasure  seeking 
habit,  we  went  onto  games. 

After  a  hard  week's  work  I  prefer  golf 
to    anything,"    Mr.    Hohnan    Clark    told    me.  HB|' 
*'  But  I  don't  get  much  time  now  I'm  a  pro- 
ducer." .  . 

Mr.  Clark  has  played  in  the  screen  version 
of  "  Red  Pottage,"  and  amongst  other  films  in 
"  Her  Heritage."  '"  A  Message  from  Mars," 
My  first  film,  'The  Brass  Bottle,"  went  all 
over  the  world,"  he  told  me. 

Her  First  Picture  Within  a  Fortnight. 

MISS   PAULINE    PETERS,    a   Broad  west 
star,  thrilled  me  another  evening^with  her 
experiences    of    how    she  commenced 
film  work.  "  • 

"  My  first  picture  with  the  Broadwest." 
she  told  me,  "  was  in  '  Trent's  Last  Case,'  and 
now  I'm  playing  the  lead  in  '  Her  Penalty.'  I 
started  in  pictures  five  and  a  half  years  ago," 
and  she  laughingly  added,  "  I  left  my  home 
in  Cardiff  against  the  wishes  of  my  parents. 
I  came  to  London,  not  knowing  a  soul  in  the 
trade.  In  spite  of  this,  I  was  in  my  first  picture 
within  a  fortnight,  playing  a  French  maid,  in 
'  From  Shopgirl  to  Duchess,'  after  this  I  appeared 
in  about  a  dozen  pictures  in  various  parts  for 
the  B.  and  C." 

Dark  Days  and  Sunshine. 

AND  then  we  drifted  on  to  more  serious 

Yes,  of  course  the  war  .was  a  set- 


sho  confessed. 


"  It  interfered  with 
business  and  my 
finances,  so  I  just 
packed  up  and  went 
home  again !  But 
after  a  time  I  was 
discontented,  being  in 
Wales.  I  wanted  to 
get  back  to  work.  { 
had  an  offer  to  play 
in  Grosssinith's  and 
Laurillard's  produc- 
tion, '  To-night's  the 
Night.1  I  accepted. 
Then  followed  various 
engagement:1,  play- 
ing various  type^ 

from  principal  boy  to  girl  ingenue— and  heavy 

Friday,  and  a  Broken  Mirror. 

1 DON'T  quite  know  why  we  started  the  topic 
of  superstition,  but  we  did. 

"  Don't  be  superstitious  about  breaking 
a  mirror,"  she  said  seriously.  "  I  had  the 
oddest  experience.  In  May  of  last  year,  I  came 
back  to  London.  Things  were  getting  rather 
more  settled.  I  had  an  appointment  with  Mr. 
Wilfred  Noy,  of  tho  British  Acton*.  Before 
leaving  home  I  smashed  a  hand-mirror,  and  it 
was  on  a  Friday  morning.  I  felt  so  disheartened, 
and  being  rather  superstitious,  nearly  made  up 
my  mind  not  to  keep  my  appointment.  How- 
ever I  went. 

"  Arriving  at  my  destination.  I  met  Mr.  Duncan 
.McRac,  who  was  then  producing  W.  J.  Locke's 
'  Usurper.'  The  artiste  who  was  playing 
Vittoria  was  taken  ill,  and  1  being  the  type,  was 
engaged  on  the  spot.  On  iuy  way  home  from 
the  studio  in  the  train  1  met  Kenelm  Foss.  He 
had  heard  of  my  playing  Vittoria,  and  offered 
me  a  lead  in  his  production — that  is  why."' 
Miss  Peters  declares.  "  broken  mirrors  and 
Fridays,  will  never  trouble  trie  any  more." 

Once  a  Villain,  Always  a  Villain. 

IN  other  words,"  sighed  Gregory  Scott,  "give 
a  dog  a  bad  name  and  you  know  what 

In  real  life  Gregory  Scott  certainly  does  not 
look  the  part  he  so  often  plays  on  the  screen. 
He  has  real  Celtic  blue-grey  eyes,  that  look 
straight  at  one,  and  dimples  !  Whoever 
heard  of  a  villain  with  such  an  asset  ? 

But  he  confessed  to  two  failings,  love  for  hj* 
pipe — and,  I  must  whisper  it  -  gambling  : 

Marlowe  in  "Trent's 
Last  Case,"  tbe  new 
Broadwest  mystery 

An  unconvention- 
al snap  of  PAU- 
taken  on  tbe  cliOs 
at  Torquay. 


Vihl?a    GREGORY  SCOTT  has  a  charming  mod'!.    In  ' 
}^X«2    aside  tbe  role  of  villain  and  been  allotted  tbe  I 
bas  nasted  to  portray  lor  torct  ccntidl 


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"  The  whole  of  the  trouble  is  this,"  he  declared. 
"  I  wasn't  born  under  a  lucky  star  " — I  couldn't 
resist  a  smile,  for  many  would  consider  them- 
selves tremendously  favoured  by  tho  gods,  to 
have  such  thousands  of  admirers  as  this  famous 
Broadwest  player.  His  writing-table  was  piled 
up  with  letters  from  worshippers  at  his  shrino, 
from  all  over  the  world. 

"  They  all  ask  mo  tho  same  question,"  he 
declared  gloomily.  "  Why  do  I  always  play  the 
part  of  villain  ?  " 

"  Then  why  do  it  ?  "  I  asked. 
"  To  be  candid,"  he  answered,  "  I'm  en- 
tirely in  the  hands  of  the  producer.    I  long  to 
try  some  other  role." 

He  has  his  chance  in  the  "  Trent  Case,"  and 
no  doubt  others  will  follow. 

Hearts  Not  Always  Trumps. 

I KEPT  to  my  point  that  I  wouldn't  believe 
in  the  unlucky  star  business. 

"  But  my  bad  luck  is  proverbial  !  " 
Gregory  Scott  persisted  ;  "  all  sorts  of  people 
know  it.  When  I  was  in  the  Garrison  Artillery 
I  used  to  play  '  Crown  and  Anchor.'  The  other 
day  I  received  a  missive  from  a  certain  bom- 
bardier in  my  old  battery. 

"  He  had  cut  an  illustration  out  of  a  newspaper. 
It  was  just  my  head,  depicting  an  expression 
of  horror.  Be'ow  he  had  drawn  a  sketch  cf  the 
'  Crown  and  Anchor  '  game,  and  there  was  J, 
looking  down  upon  a  pile  of  notes  on  tho  Crown, 
and  I,  as  the  banker,  had  thrown  a  double 
Crown."  Q 

The  i  hotograph  on  this  page  of  Mr.  Gregory 
Scott  is  his  Javourite,  and  is  an  hitherto  un- 
published one.  He  gave  it  to  me  specially  for 
Picture  Show  readers. 

Sunburn  and  Fog. 

I FOUND  Miss  Faith 
Celli  looking  very 
sunburnt,  when  I 
went  to  see  her  in  her 
dressing-room  the 
other  day.  There  was 
a  fog  without,  but 
within,  crowds  of 
flowers,  rose-tinted 
lights,  and  Miss  Celli's 
shapely  brown  limbs, 
created  a  wonderful 
impression  of  summer 

"  I  love  playing  in 
the  '  Blue  Lagoon,'  " 

she  told  me  ;  but  I  do  wish  they'd  film  it — 
it  is  such  a  glorious  play  ;  one  wants  to  let 
one's  self  go  all  the  time." 

Miss  Celli's  a  fresh-air  girl, 
her  denotes  this.  Do  you 
Barrie's  play,  "  Dear  Brutus  ' 
her  part  so  completely,  that  it  wasn't  like  acting 
at  all.  She  has  also  played  one  of  the  lost  boys 
in  "  Peter  Pan,"  and  later,  the  immortal  boy 
who  wouldn't  grow  up  himself! 

Character  and  the  Screen. 

WE  were  discussing  the  intimacy  of  the  screen 
with  regard  to  tlie  audience.  - 

"  I'\e  a  rather  weird  sort  of  feeling, ' 
she  said.  "  about  playing  for  films,  whatever 
one's  character  is,  it  seems  to  show.  If 
you're  charming  and  sweet  so  you  appear. 
You  can  do  nothing  to  give  this  illusion.  It's 
some  hidden  consciousness  within.  If  you're 
selfish,  and  otherwise  unpleasant,  you  can't 
disguise  it  by  a  smile — before  the  tell-tale 
camera  !  " 

A  Little  Quaker. 

MISS  CELLI  then  went  on  to  say  that  she 
came  of  Quaker  ancestry — all  the  same 
she  adores  acting. 
"  On  the  film?,  one  discovers  quicker  than 
any  other  way  just  what  not  to  do,"  she  declared. 

Miss  Faith  Celli  made  a  hit  in  ^the  Minerva 
comedy,  "  The  Bump." 

When  she  isn't  playing  for  the  screen,  or 
acting,  she  slips  away  to  the  country. 

"  I  love  milking  the  cows  an  I  feeding  the 
chickens,"  she  laughed  joyously — it  is  this  air  of 
feminine  hght-heartedness  that  makes  her  so 
delightful  ! 


Everything  about 
remember  her  in 
?    She  fitted  into 



Mr.  Cameron  Carr. 

THIS  famous  Broadwest  star  is  usually  oas* 
for  tho  heavy  lead.    I  had  only  a  few 
minutes'  chat  with  him  the  other  morning. 
"  I've   played   in   sixteen    pictures   for  the 
Broadwest  Company,"  he  told  me.    "  British 
films  have  improved  tremendously  during  the 
last  three  years." 

Ho  will  havo  more 
to  tell  mo  when  next 
we  meet.  Ho  plays 
tho  part  of  a  detec- 
tive inspector  in 
"  Trent's  Last  Case." 

"Trent's  Last 
Case  " 

WAS  written  by 
E.  C.  Bentley, 
and  dedicated 
to  his  friend,  G.  K. 
Chester  ion.  The 
Broadwest  film  ver- 
sion preserves  the 
brisk  action  of  the 

The  scheming  mil- 
lionaire, Sigsbee  Manderson  (George  Foley),  ia 
murdered  near  his  English  country  house.  But 
in  spite  of  his  vast  wealth  ho  is  more  hated 
than  loved,  and  few  mourn  him.  Manderson's 
financial  enemies  are  numerous.  He  had 
married  an  English  girl,  but  there  were  rumours 
that  it  was  far  from  being  an  ideal  union. 

"  The  Evening  Sun  "  was  the  first  paper  to 
publish  the  exclusive  news  that  Manderson  had 
been  shot.  Philip  Trent  (Gregory  Scott), 
something  of  an  artist,  also  a  free  lance  journalist, 
was  persuaded  by  the  editor  to  investigate  the 
case  immediately. 

Trent  is  well  received  on  the  scene  of  the 
tragedy  by  his  old  friend,  Mr.  Cupples  (P.  E. 
Hubbard),  the  latter  is  Mrs.  Manderson's 
uncle.  Detective  Inspector  Murch  (Cameron 
Carr),  is  greatly  puzzled  by  the  case,  and  ha 
is  only  too  delighted  to  get  any  helpful  sug- 
gestions that  Trent  might  offer. 

Manderson  was  discovered  a  long  way  from 
his  house  early  in  the  morning.  Xo  revolver 
was  found  by  the  body,  and  all  ideas  of  suicide 
were  swept  aside.  Moreover,  there  was  no 
apparent  motive  for  murder. 

Martin  (Richard  Xorton),  the  butler,  was  the 
last  man  to  see  the  millionaire  alive.  John 
Marlowe  (Clive  Brook),  a  young  Oxford  man, 
was  Manderson's  secretary.  Any  suspicion 
that  might  have  rested  on  him  was  dispelled 
because  it  was  proved  that  he  had  motored  to 
Southampton  the  night  of  the  murder. 

The  Inspector  could  not  make  up  his  mind  as 
to  the  guilt  of  any  one.  But  Trent,  who  fol- 
lowed clues  unobtrusively,  comes  at  length  to  * 
logical  conclusion.  From  that  moment  he  vowed 
he  would  never  again  undertake  such  a  case  ! 

The  Real  Criminal. 

THE  reason  being  that  he  fell  in  love  with 
Mrs.  Manderson  (Miss  Pauline  Peters)  at 
first  sight.  He  firmly  believes  that, 
actuated  by  feelings  of  jealousy,  John  Marlowe 
murdered  the  millionaire.  He  questions  Mrs. 
Manderson  ;  she  becomes  terribly  distressed. 
Then  Trent  discovers  footprints — he  finds  they 
were  Manderson's,  and  that  someone  else  wore 
his  boots — and  that  the  man  was  Marlowe  ! 
Also  that  Manderson  never  took  more  than  one 
glass  of  whisky.  On  the  night  of  the  murder 
several  glasses  were  taken  by  someone.  By  a 
ruse  he  finds  that  -the  finger-marks  on  the  glass 
used  for  whisky  are  Marlowe's",  but  for  Mrs. 
Manderson's  sake  he  hesitates  to  give  Marlowe 
away.  At  last  he  says  the  ends  of  justice  must 
be  served.  Marlowe  is  accused.  Trent  sends  his 
decision  to  the  "  Evening  Star."  At  last,  driven 
to  despair,  Marlowe  declares  that  Manderson 
plotted  against  him,  tried  to  ruin  him,  and  then 
committed  suicide.  Forttmately  for  Marlowe 
Mr.  Cupple  is  able  to  prove  that  this  is  the  case. 

Trent  is  only  just  in  time  to  prevent  his 
sensational  report  being  published. 

Time  elapses,  and  every  indication  is  given 
that  his  love  for  Mrs.  Manderson  is  not  in  vain. 

The  emotional  acting  of  Miss  Pauline  Peters 
is  of  a  very  high  order.  Gregory  Scott  played 
With  buoyancy  and  distinction,  and  Cameron 
Carr,  this  time  cast  for  a  less  important  part 
than  usual,  made  it  a  telling  and  interesting 
study  of  a  not  too  intelligent  inspector  ;  Cliva 
Brook  was  an  ideal  Marlowe. 

Edith  Xepean. 


Ticlure  Show,  December  4th,  1920. 


(Special  to  the  "Picture  Show. 


P  _  ft 



WILLIAM  FARNUM  as  Pierre  Fournel. 

IN  the  little  village  of  Verlaine,  outside  Quebec, 
Pierre  Fournel  lived  with  his  sister  Gabriellc. 
They  were  very  poor  and  occupied  very  modest 
apartments  over  the  confectionery  shop  kept  by  Paul 
La  louche.  Pierre  was  a  musician  who  earned  his 
living,  playing  the  violin  and  giving  lessons.  He  was 
saving  every  penny  he  could  scrape  in  order  to  get  to 
New  York,  where  he  hoped  to  get  some  publisher  to 
buy  his  symphony  which  represented  the  great 
ambition  of  his  life. 

But  the  payment  for  lessons  was  very  small  and 
engagements  very  scarce.  Often  Pierre  despaired 
that  he  would  ever  save  the  money  which  he  regarded 
as  the  minimum  amount  which  would  enable  him  to 
live  in  New  York  till  he  could  get  somebody  to 
publish  the  symphony.  It  was  when  Pierre  was 
almost  inclined  to  give  up  the  struggle,  that  the 
friendship  of  La  Touche  proved  so  valuable 

The  confectioner  believed  in  the  genius  of  Pierre, 
And  was  always  at  his  side  in  these  dark  hours  with 
friendly  counsel  and  monetary  help.  He  would  hurry 
up  the  stairs  from  his  shop  with  some  daintily  cooked 
meal  and  a  bottle  of  wine,  and  his  cheerful  spirits 
would  soon  drive  away  Pierre's  despair. 

One  summer  afternoon  Pierre  was  playing  his 
symphony  with  Gabrielle  sitting  at  his  feet  when  a 
beautifully  dressed  girl  entered  the  shop  of  La  Touche. 
The  confectioner  recognised  her  as  Miss  Kathleen 
Noycs,  a  rich  New  Yorker,  who  came  every  summer 
to  Verlaine,  where  she  entertained  on  a  lavish  scale. 

Kathleen  Noyes  was  very  beautiful,  and,  to  use  tho 
homely  phrase,  as  good  as  she  was  beautiful. 

As  she  heard  the  wonderful  melody,  she  paused 
and  listened  with  head  bent  forward  and  appreciation 
showing  in  her  eyes.  Herself  no  mean  musician,  sho 
realised  she  was  listening  to  a  masterpiece  being 
played  by  a  genius. 

"  Wonderful !  Wonderful  1  "  she  said  softly.  Then, 
turning  to  La  Touche,  she  asked  the  name  of  the 

"  It  Is  Pierre  Fournel,"  said  La  Touche.  "  One 
day  he  will  be  famous.  That  which  you  hear  him 
play  is  his  own  composition  ;  a  masterpiece  which 
one  day  will  move  the  heart  of  the  world." 

"  I  wonder  if  he  would  play  at  a  concert  I  am 
giving  ?  "  asked  Kathleen. 

"  I  am  certain  Pierre  would  be  delighted,"  replied 
La  Touche,  "  but  will  not  madaipc  step  upstairs  and 
J  will  introduce  her  to  the  great  genius  who  is  my 
friend  1  " 

Paul  La  Touche  had  long  since  appointed  himself 
publicity  agent  to  Pierre,  and  he  never  lost  an  oppor- 
tunity to  boost  his  friend,  for  Pierre  himself  could 
never  have  been  persuaded  to  say  a  word  in  his  own 
favour.  When  Kathleen  entered  the  little  sitting- 
room  she  saw  a  tall,  powerfully  made  man  with  a 
handsome  face  and  the  eyes  of  an  artiste,  and  a  girl 
with  long  black  hair  and  deep  slumbering  eyes  Which 
glowed  with  a  wistful,  brooding  light,  who  bore  a 
striking  resemblance  to  her  brother. 

"  I  came  to  ask  you  if  you  would  play  at  my 
concert,  M.  Fournel,"  said  Kathleen,  after  La  Toueho 
had  introduced  her.  "  But  first  allow  me  to  con- 
gratulate you  on  your  marvellous  playing  and  on  the 
beauty  of  the  symphony,  which  Mr.  La  'louche  tells 
me  is  your  own  composition." 

"  You  arc  very  kind."  replied  the  musician.  "  I 
shall  be  very  pleased  to  play  for  you.  Engagements 
are  not  too  plentiful  just  now." 

Kathleen  chatted  for  a  little  time  and  then  went 
down  to  the  shop,  where  she  was  joined  by  a  stylishly 

dressed  young  man,  who  would  have 
been  good  looking  but  for  a  shifty 
expression  in  his  eyes. 

"  Anotlier  discovery,  Kathleen  ?  " 
lie  said  with  a  scarcely  veiled  sneer. 
"  How  these  Bohemian  mountebanks 
impose  on  your  good  nature." 

"  I  thought  we  had  agreed  not 
to  discuss  music,  Robert,"  said  the 
girl  coldly. 

"  The  only  music  that  appeals  fto  you  is  of  the 
cheap,  musical  comedy  brand,  and  I  sometimes  think 
that  vour  outlook  on  life  is  fixed  at  the  same  level." 

Robert  Blake  scowled  as  he  followed  Kathleen  to 
the  door.  They  had  been  engaged  for  a  considerable 
time,  but  there  was  scarcely  a  day  on  which  they 
did  not  come  into  conflict,  so  dissimilar  were  their 

Kathleen  put  an  end  to  any  further  discussion  by 
saying  she  had  some  further  shopping  to  do.  and  that 
Blake  need  not  accompany  her. 

Left  to  himself  Blake  turned  into  a  saloon  and 
joined  a  man  who  had  been  watching  him  through 
the  window  of  the  bar.  Raul  Rouget  was  a  man 
about  whom  few  people  had  a  good  word.  He  lived 
by  his  wits  and  he  was  not  too  particular  how  he 
employed  his  cunning  talents. 

If  you  take  my  tip.  you'll  so  arrange  it  that  your 
fiancee"  does  not  "see  too  much  of  that  handsome 
fiddler,"  he  said  "  She  seemed  very  much  interested 
in  him." 

"  You  saw  her,  then  ?  "  queried  Blake. 

*  Ye3.  I  was  watching  from  an  upstairs  window. 
As  a  matter  of  fact  I  was  waiting  for  him  to  go  out 
so  that  I  could  have  a  few  words  with  his 

Blake  raised  his  eves  expressively 

"  Oh,  I  didn't  know  you  were  interested  In  that 
quarter.  1  should  have  thought  you,  would  have 
tried  for  somebody  with  money." 

"  It's  an  old  story,  now."  said  the  other  evasively. 
"  But  never  mind  Gabriellc.  What  I  wanted  to  see 
you  about  was  that  hundred  dollars  1  owe  you.  I 
can't  pay  you  till  I  can  force  something  from  that 
skinflint  uncle  of  mine." 

"  Don't  worry,"  said  Blake.  "  It  may  come  In 
nselul  to  me  this  friendship  of  your=  for  Fournel's 

"  Friendship  ?  "  sneered  Rongct.  "  The  little  fool 
thinks  she  is  married  to  me.  I  got  a  pa1  to  dress  up  as 
a  priest  when  1  met  her  in  Montreal,  and  we  went 
through  a  bogus  marriage  ceremony.  And  now  she 
Is  always  asking  me  to  tell  her  brother  and  my  uncle. 
If  my  uncle  foiuid  out  anything  about  the  attair  he 
would  wash  his  hands  of  me.  You  help  me.  Blake, 
and  I  will  see  what  I  can  do  to  keep  Pierre. Fournel 
away  from  your  cirl." 

With  this  understanding  the  two  men  parted. 

The  Confession. 

THF.  handsome  cheque  Kathleen  Noycs  gave  to 
Pierre  for  his  services  at  the  concert  enabled 
the  musician  to  arrange  for  his  long-contem- 
plated visit  to  New  York.  La  Touche  was  delighted, 
and  arranged  a  surprise  party  to  celebrate  the  event, 
in  Hi'  1 1 1 i < I — *  of  the  festivities,  at  which  Blake  (who 
had  accompanied  Kathleen)  and  Rouget  were  present, 
the  police  arrived  with  Rouget's  uncle.  Rouget  had 
been  robbing  the  old  man.  and  he  had  got  out  a 
Warrant  for  the  arrest  ot  his  nephew. 

A"  the  police  went  to  take  hold  of  Rouget  Gabrielle 
screamed  and  threw  herself  on  her  knees  before  the 

"  Do  not  take  blrfl  away  from  hie."  she  pleaded. 

"  From  you  !  "  cried  the  old  man  in  amazement. 
Then,  turning  to  his  nephew  he  asked  :  "  What  docs 
this  mean,  Raul  '!  " 

"  It  means  that  it  is  through  this  little  idiot  that  I 
have  got  into  all  my  trouble."  said  Rouget.  "  1  have 
tried  all  I  could  to  get  rid  of  her." 

At  this  Pierre,  who  had  been  listening  horror  struck, 
flung  himself  on  Rouget  and  gripped  him  by  tho 

"  What  Is  between  you  and  my  sister  ? "  he 
shouted.    "  Speak,  or  I  will  strangle  you." 

"  Take  your  hands  away,"  gasped  Rouget.  "  We 
were  married  secretly  in  Montreal.  The  only  harm  I 
have  done  is  to  myself.  1  got  into  debt  Col  her  and 
stole  from  my  uncie." 

Pierre's  hands  dropped  from  Rouget  and  he  turned 
to  his  sister. 

"  Is  this  true.  Gabriellc  ?  Are  you  married  to  tills 
man  T  "  he  said. 

"  Yes.  It  is  a.-  he  says.  We  were  married  In 
Montreal  We  kept  it  a  secret  because  Raul  knew 
his  uncle  would  disiidierit  him  if  he  married  a  poor 
girl."  she  cried. 

Pierre  looked  from  his  lister  to  the  man  she  claimed 
as  husband. 

Galirielle  was  the  onlyTelativc  he  had  In  the  world, 
and  much  as  he  disliked  Itouget  he  could  not  liear 
the  thought  that  his  sister's  hu-band  should  go  to 

prison  Very  slowly  he  pulled  out  the  money  that 
was  to  take  him  to  New  York.  The  amount  more 
than  covered  the  sum  stolen  by  Rouget,  and  Pierre 
offered  it  to  old  Rouget  on  condition  that  he  would 
not  prosecute.  Rouget's  uncle  had  determined  that 
Ids  nephew  should  suffer,  but  though  he  wished  for 
revenge  he  liked  money  still  more.  He  accepted  the 

"  But  this  is  madness  !  "  cried  La  Touche.  "  It  will 
be  years  before  you  can  save  up  enough  to  get  to 
New  York,  Pierre.  You  arc  throwing  away  fame 
and  fortune  to  save  a  scoundrel  who  has  no  claim 
on  you." 

"  It  is  for  Gabrielle.  old  friend,"  said  Pierre.  "  Do 
not  say  any  more.    My  mind  is  thoroughly  made  up." 

A  Year  Later. 

A YEAR  later  found  Pierre  and  his  sister  in  New 
York.  A  baby  was  born  to  Gabrielle  which  she 
called  Pierre,  and  she  would  liave  been  happy 
but  for  one  thing.  She  had  discovered  that  Rouget 
had  never  loved  her,  and  she  carried  a  mark  of  his 
brutality  in  the  shape  of  a  lame  leg.  She  had  sus- 
taiued  the  injury  in  stopping  Rouget  from  stealing 
Pierre's  violin  to  pawn  for  money,  and  in  his  rage  at 
being  thwarted,  Rouget  had  thrown  her  from  a 

Only  the  pleadings  of  Gabrielle  had  prevented 
Pierre  from  killing  Rouget.  and  when  he  left  Verlaine 
for  New  York  he  warned  Rouget  that  if  he  ever 
attempted  to  see  Uabrielle  again  he  would  not  hold 
himself  responsible  for  what  might  happen. 

Montlis  passed,  and  Pierre  was  no  nearer  selling 
his  symphony  than  he  had  been  at  Verlaine. 

He  managed  to  get  an  engagement  playing  his 
violin  at  a  fashionable  restaurant,  which  enabled  him 
to  keep  Gabrielle  and  himself  in  comfort,  but  the 
great  ambition  of  his  life  remained  unachieved. 

It  was  while  playing  in  the  restaurant  that  Paul 
La  Touche  found  his  old  friend,  and  the  confectionei 
determined  that  the  symphony  should  be  published. 
He  got  in  touch  with  Kathleen  Noyes,  and  through 
her  influence  he  prevailed  upon  the  biggest  publisher 
in  New  York  to  attend  a  musical  reception  at  Miss 
Noyes's  house  to  which  Pierre  was  to  be  invited  to 
play  the  masterpiece. 

As  soon  as  Robert  Rlike  got  to  hear  of  the  reception 
he  sought  out  Rouget,  and  the  two  began  to  plot  how 
they  cquld  ruin  Pierre  in  the  eyes  of  Kathleen.  For 
Blake  feared  to  lose  Kathleen  and  Rouget  would  stop 
at  nothing  to  get  money. 

"  We  must  make  a  clean  job  of  it  this  time,"  said 
Blake.  "  Kathleen  keeps  postponing  the  date  of  our 
marriage,  and  I  am  certain  it  is  because  she  is  in  lovo 
with  this  tiddler.  I've  got  a  plan  which  can't  fail, 
and  I  want  your  assistance  to  carry  it  out.  Then, 
when  1  have  disgraced  Fournel  and  married  Kathleen, 
you  will  find  I  shall  not  forget  you.  I  have  pretended 
to  be  very  much  interested  in  tlds  reception  she  is 
giving,  and  expressed  the  hope  that  Fournel  will  meet 
with  the  success  he  deserves.  In  this  way  she  has  no 
suspicion.  Fournel's  sister  Is  being  invited,  and 
Kathleen  is  lending  her  a  dress  and  some  of  her 
jewellery,  She  will  dress  in  Kathleen's  room,  and 
when  they  have  all  gone  into  the  drawing-room  for 
the  recital,  I  will  let  you  in  the  house  and  you  can 
steal  some  of  Kathleen's  jewellery.  When  the  loss  is 
discovered  suspicion  must  tall  on  Fournel  and  his 
sister,  for  I  will  arrange  that  he  shall  also  be  in  tho 

*'  That  should  fix  Fournel,"  said  RoHget.  "  I  owe 
him  more  than  one  grudge  and  you  can  depend  on  mo 
to  carry  tl  is  thing  out." 

The  Night  of  the  Party. 

THE  night  of  the  recital  arrived.  Kathleen  S«yc% 
had  invited  all  her  society  friends  and  the  great 

It  was  with  a  feeling  of  suppressed  excitement  that 
she  sat  iu  her  dressing-room  waiting  the  arrival  of 

She  found  herself  asking  why  she  was  so  anxlom 
that  Pierre's  genius  should  lie  recognised,  and  though 
she  tried  to  persuade  herself  that  sho  had  done  what 
she  had  done  in  the  cause  of  art,  deep  in  her  mind  she 
realised  that  there  was  something  In  Pierre  besido 
his  musical  genius  that  appealed  to  her. 

She  strove  to  dismiss  the  thought  from  her  mind. 

"  I  am  engaged  to  Robert  Blake,"  she  told  herself, 
"  and  he  it  is  1  must  marry.  If  only  tho  recital  is  a 
success  and  Pierre's  genius  is  recognised.  1  must  put 
him  out  of  my  mind  for  ever,  and  the  sooner  I  marrr 
Roliert  the  sooner  1  shall  forget  this  dream  romance." 

Her  meditations  were  interrupted  by  the  arrival  ol 
Gabriel  and  Pierre.  Kathleen  went  down  to  welcome 
them,  and  then  she  took  the  girl  to  her  room. 

"  You  must  come  and  see  your  sister  when  sh"  is 
dressed,"  she  called  out  to  Pierre  as  site  went  up  the 

Kathleen  had  chosen  one  of  her  best  dresses  (or 

J'icturc  Show,  Dcanihcr  Wi,  19iJ0. 


Gabrielle,  and  when  sho  was  attired  Kathleen  looked 
ut.  Iier  guest  with  unfeigned  admiration. 

"  You  look  perfectly  beautiful,  dear,"  she  s:iid. 
"  No  wonder  your  brother  is  proud  of  you." 

Her  maid  now  began  to  dress  Kathleen  and  sug- 
gested that  she  should  wear  a  string  of  pearls. 

Kathleen  took  the  pearls  in  her  hand  and  then  put 
them  down. 

"  No,  I  will  not  wear  the  pearls  to-night,"  she  said. 
"  Pearls  mean  tears,  and  I  wish  everybody  to  be  as 
happy  as  I  feel." 

No  sooner  had  the  two  girls  gone  downstairs  than 
Rouget  rame  in  from  an  inner  room  in  which  lie  In  1 
been  hiding,  and  seizing  the  pearl  necklace  he  made 
his  way  from  the  house  uusccu  by  anybody  except 
J  Hake. 

The  recital  was  a  exeat  success  and  the  famous 
publisher  enthusiastically  congratulated  Pierre. 

"  There  is  no  question  that  your  genius  will  bring 
you  world-wide  fame,"  he  said.  "  I  shall  esteem  it  a 
great  honour  to  publish  your  symphony." 

Pierre  was  naturally  delighted,  and  he  sought  out 
Kathleen  to  thank  her  for  what  she  had  done  for  him. 

lint  there  was  more  than  thankfulness  in  Pierre's 
heart  as  he  wont  forward  to  his  beautiful  hostess, 
whom  he  found  alone  in  the  conservatory. 

"  You  have  made  me  famous,"  he  said.  "  How  can 
I  ever  thank  you  ?  " 

"  No,  it  is  your  own  genius  that  has  convinced 
everybody,"  said  Kathleen.  "  It  was  only  necessary 
that  somebody  with  power  to  publish  your  music 
should  hear  you  play,  and  there  was  never  any  doubt 
in  my  mind  what  the  verdict  would  be.  I  am  only  too 
happy  to  think  that  I  have  been  the  means  of  getting 
your  talents  recognised." 

"  There  is  something  more  you  could  do  for  me," 
s.iid  Pierre  softly.  "  1  wonder  if  I  dare  speak  of  that 
which  has  been  in  my  heart  ever  since  I  met  you  ?" 

A  soft  flush  spread  over  Kathleen's  face  and  a 
bright  light  tame  into  her  eyes.  She  knew  that  if  she 
i  ould  only  have  said  "  yes  to  the  question  that  was 
on  Pierre's  lips,  she  would  have  been  the  happiest 
woman  in  the  world,  but  it  could  not  be.  At  all  cost 
she  must  keep  her  word  to  Robert  Blake. 

Before  Pierre  could  say  anything  further  she  put 
her  hand  on  his  arm.  B 

"  I  have  no  right  to  listen  to  you,"  she  said.  I 
am  engaged  to  another." 

she  held  out  her  hand  as  she  spoke  and  pointed  to 
her  engagement  ring. 

"  But,"  she  added,  "  I  am  deeply  sensible  of  the 
honour  you  would  have  offered  me,  and  I  hope  we 
shall  always  be  friends." 

"  Pierre  bowed  as  he  kissed  her  hand. 

"  I  forgot,"  he  said.  "  I  ought  to  have  remembered 
Mr.  Blake.    I  hope  you  will  be  very  happy." 

The  next  moment  he  had  gone. 

The  Thief. 

JUST  as  the  guests  were  departing,  Kathleen's  maid 
came  running  into  the  drawing-room. 
"  Your  jewels — your  pearls,  miss  1   They  have 
gone  !  " 

In  an  instant  all  was  excitement.  Blake  rang  for 
the  police  while  he  pretended  to  search  for  the  pearls, 
«  hich  he  knew  had  been  taken  by  Rouget. 

Presently  he  came  back  with  a  handkerchief  which 
In'  showed  to  Kathleen.    It  had  on  it  the  initial  "  6." 

"  The  police  found  this  outside  the  window  of  your 
dressing-room, "  he  said.  "It  belongs  to  Foumel's 
lister,  and  the  police  think  it  was  used  by  the  girl  to 
signal  to  her  accomplice.  There  is  no  doubt  that  she 
and  her  brother  are  responsible  for  the  robbery.  I 
always  warned  you  against  trusting  people  of  their 
class."  <0» 

"You  have  no  right  to  say  that  1  "  exclaimed 
Kathleen  indignantly. 

"  I  am  only  saying  what  the  police  say,  and  I  sup- 
1"  se  they  know  their  business,"  replied  Blake.  "  I'm 
going  with  them  now." 

He  hurried  away  to  join  the  police  who  were  on 
their  way  to  Pierre's  lodgings. 

When  they  arrived  they  found  the  musician  and 
J.a  'louche  were  the  only  ones  in  the  room.  Gabrlelle 
was  asleep  in  the  adjoining  apartment.  Pierre 
looked  up  in  astonishment  as  Blake  followed  by  th.J 
police,  entered.  Blake  came  straight  to  the  point  of 
Lis  visit. 

"  Miss  Tfoyes's  pearl  necklace  is  missing,  and  we 
have  proof  that  either  you  or  your  sister  stole  it,"  he 

Pierre  clenched  his  fist  and  strode  forward 
"  It's  a  lie  1  "  he  hissed.    "  How  dare  you  suggest 
it  ?  " 

"  Perhaps  you  recognise  this  ?  "  sneered  Blake 
showing  him  Gabrielle's  handkerchief. 

Pierre  started  back.  He  recollected  that  he  had 
seen  Rouget  hanging  about,  and  he  felt  that  the 
scoundrel  had  forced  Gabrielle  to  steal  the  jewels.  At 
all  costs,  he  must  save  his  little  sister. 

"  You  are  right,  it  was  I  who  took  the  necklace," 
he  said  quietly. 

lilake  could  scarcely  repress  an  exclamation  of 
triumph.  He  had  not  expected  this  stroke  of  luck. 

Before  the  detectives  led  Pierre  away  he  asked  to 
be  allowed  to  speak  to  La  Touche. 

"  It  is  that  villain  ROuget  who  made  her  do  it,"  he 
whispered.  "But  I  must  take  the  blame.  Look 
after  Gabrielle,  my  old  friend.  The  fates  are  against 

Pierre  was  brought  up  at  the  police-court  the  next 
morning,  but  he  did  not  go  to  priseon. 
Kathleen  refused  to' prosecute,  though  she  was  coin- 

(Conlinued  on  page  28.) 

"Once  A  board  the  Lugger"  ^ 

A  New    Hefowortk  Film, 

ONE  can  always  bo  sure  of  a  Hepworl  li 
film  being  good,  and  "Once  Aboard 
The  Lugger  " — their  latest  film — is 
no  exception  to  the  rule. 

The  cast  of  this  photo-play  is  a  distinctly 
clever  one,  and  includes  Eileen  Domes, 
Gwynno  Herbert,  Evan  Thomas,  E.  Hol- 
m&n  Clark,  and  John  MaeAndrews. 

A  Word  About  the  Story. 

EHOLMAN  CLARK  takes  the  part  of 
.     Mr.   Marrapit,  and  the    most  im- 
portant thing  in  his  life  is  his  love 
for  his  cat,  "  The  Rose  of  Sharon." 

This  wonderful  cat  plays  a  big  part  in 
the  plot  of  the  story,  being  tho  means  of 
bringing  five  hundred  pounds  to  (Jeorge 
(Evan  Thomas),  who  requires  the  money 
to  buy  a  medical  practice.  So  all  ends 
happily  for  George  and  the  girl  he  loves, 
Mary  Humfray  (Eileen  Dennes). 

An  amusing  incident  in  "  Once  Aboard 
the  Lugger."  This  film  is  produced 
by  Gerald  Ames  and  Gaston  Quiribet, 
under  the  personal  supervision  ot  Cecil 
M.  Hepworth. 

Who  could  resist  her  ?    EILEEN  DENNES  as  Mary  Humfray  in  this  new  Hepworth  film. 


Picture  anoic,  ueccmicr  Mh,  1920. 


{Continued  front 
nape  17. ) 

polled  to  believe  him  guilty  in  face  of  his  own  con- 

But  a  greater  blow  was  to  fall  on  him. 

When  he  returned  to  his  lodgings  and  told  Oabrielle 
what  had  happened,  she  denied  having  touched  the- 

"  But,"  she  added,  "  It.  is  P>ougct  who  has  done 
this.  I  saw  him  on  the  balcony  outside  Miss  Noycs's 

"  Rouget  I    Your  husband  ?  "  exclaimed  Pierre. 

"  Alas  I  I  cannot  call  him  husband,"  replied 
Oabrielle.  "  Since  we  have  been  living  in  New  York 
he  has  called  on  me  while  you  were  out,  and  lie  told  me 
that  the  ceremony  in  Montreal  was  a  bogus  one." 

Pierre's  face  went  dark  with  fury. 

Leading  his  sister  to  a  chair  he  raised  his  hand  in  a 
vow,  as  he  swore  he  would  never  rest  till  he  found 
Kougc't  and  made  him  stand  at  the  altar  by  his  sister's 
lide  or  else  he  would  kill  him. 

After  many  weeks  of  weary  search  in  New  York 
without  finding  any  trace  of  Eouget,  Pierre  decided  ho 
would  go  back  to  Verlaine. 

He  lived  only  for  one  thing — to  find  Rouget  and 
make  him  right  the  wrong  he  had  done. 

One  day  when  he  was  in  his  old  rooms  La  Touche 
came  rushing  in  with  the  news  that  Rouget  was  in  the 
blacksmith's  shop. 

Pierre  ran  out  like  a  man  demented. 

At  last  the  hour  of  his  revenge  had  arrived. 

As  Rouget  saw  Pierre  rushing  into  the  smithy,  his 
face  went  deadly  white. 

He  picked  up  a  heavy  hammer  and  struck  at  Pierre, 
but  the  latter  dodged  the  blow  and  tore  the  weapon 
from  his  grasp. 

Then  he  seized  the  villain  by  the  throat,  and  banged 
him  on  the  ground. 

He  would  certainly  have  killed  him,  but  the  thought 
came  to  his  brain  that  if  he  did  the  wrong  done  to 
Gabrielle  would  never  be  righted. 

Seizing  the  thoroughly  cowed  Kouget  by  the  arm,  he 
dragged  him  to  the  church  and  sent  La  Touche  for  his 
sister  and  a  priest. 

Then  followed  one  of  the  strangest  weddings  ever 
leen.  Rouget,  trembling  like  the  coward  he  was, 
replied  to  the  responses  with  faltering  lips. 

Scarcely  had  the  ceremony  been  completed  when  a 
:arriago  drove  up  and  Robert  Blake  and  Kathleen,  iu 
bridal  attire,  stepped  out. 

As  they  entered  the  church  Rouget  pointed  to  Blako. 

"  Yon  sha'n't  get  away  without  any  punishment," 
he  said.    "  I  have  had  to  pay,  and  so  shall  you." 

Turning  to  the  bewildered  Kathleen,  he  said  : 

"  It  was  I  who  took  the  pearls.  Blake  paid  me  to 
do  it  to  bo  revenged  on  Pierre,  and  make  him  dis- 
graced In  your  eyes." 

Kathleen  turned  to  look  at  Blake  and  read  the 
truth  In  his  face. 

"  Take  me  home,"  she  said  quietly  to  one  of  her 

A  little  while  later  there  was  another  ceremony  at 
the  church.  Little  Pierre  was  christened  and  Kath- 
leen was  a  godmother. 

On  this  occasion  she  left  the  church  on  the  arm  of 
Pierre  and  before  the  festivities  of  the  day  were  over 
she  had  promised  to  be  his  wife. 

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The  PICTURE  SHOW'S  Guide  to  Picturegoers. 

"John  Petticoats."     William  S.  Hast. 
(Paramount- Artcraft. ) 

BILL  "  HART,  fresh  from  a  lumber-camp, 
finds  himself  the  owner  of  a  ladies' 
lingerie  shop,  and  to  hide  his  identity 
poses  as  a  detective.  He  finds  plenty  of  ad-ven- 
ture and  to  spare,  and  becomes  enchained  in  a 
tempestuous  love  affair,  which  brings  everything 
to  a  happy  ending.  Hart  in  an  unusual  role,  iu 
wliich  he  gives  us  full  measure  of  good  acting. 

"Heartsease."    Tom  Moore.  (Slott.) 

VERSATILE  Tom  Moore  in  another  new 
role,  that  of  a  young  composer  whose 
opera  is  stolen.    A  charming  story  of 
wild  hopes  and  empty  pockets,  with  the  star  at 
his  best.    Dainty  Helene  Chadwick  supports 
him.    A  film  that  will  please  everybody. 

"  The  Idol  Dancer."     Richard  Barthel- 
mess  and  Clarice  Seymour.   ( Walturdaic.) 

DW.  GRIFFITH'S  latest  production.  A 
,  stirring  tale  of  love  and  adventure  in  the 
South  Sea  Islands  which  shows  the  re- 
generation of  a  beachcomber,  ably  played  by 
Richard  Barthelmess.  Clarice  Seymour  is 
radaint  as  the  idol  dancer.  Very  good,  but  not 
quite  up  to  the  Griffith  mark. 

"  A   Soul   in    Trust."     Belle  Bennett. 
( Western  Import. ) 

AN  appealing  story  of  the  power  of  mother- 
love  and  a  sacred  trust.    Dealing  with 
two  widely  different  women,  it  tells  of  a 
man  who  met  his  mother  after  long  years  of 
separation,  but  neither  knew  the  other.  Good 
acting  by  the  whole  cast. 

"  His  Temporary  Wife."  Rubie  de  Re  her. 
•  (Oaumont.) 

A TALE  of  a  nurse,  a  charming  victim  of 
circumstance,  who  found  herself  forced 
by  hunger  to  act  as  temporary  wife. 
However,  all  things  come  right  in  the  end,  and 
love  seals  the  marriage  as  permanent.  Very 
good  acting  and  production. 

"Brass    Buttons."      William  Russell. 

WILLIAM  RUSSELL  as  a  wealthy  man 
who,  in  order  to    court   a  supposed 
lady's-maid,  changes  into  a  constable's 
uniform.     The    complications    wliich  follow 

make  much  refreshing  fun.  Amusing  an" 

"The  Gamblers."    Harry  Mobey.  (Vita- 

EOtJR  men  gamble  in  order  to  save  their 
.  bank,  but  one  turns  coward,  and  it  is  left 
for  the  youngest  man  to  .take  the  blame. 
This  he  does,  and  it  is  only  after  long  waiting 
that  he  finds  happiness  with  the  woman  h<* 
loves.  Agnes  .Ayres  plays  opposite  the  star. 
Acting  is  exceptionally  good. 

"The  Lady  Clare."    Mary  Odette 

(Phillips. ) 

LORD  TEXXYSOX'S  world-famous  ballad 
•  as  a  screen  play.  A  romance  of  old  English 
life  admirably  acted  by  a  large  British 
cast,  and  featuring  clever  Mary  Odette  as  Lady 
Clare,  a  role  which  she  interprets  with  much 
skill.  The  spirit  of  the  poem  is  ably  reflected 
in  the  screen  play.  It  is  a  picture  that  all 
English  people  should  see. 

"Kitty  Kelly,  M.D."    Bes3ie  Bariuscale. 


ACHARMIXG  story  of  the  adventures  of  a 
young  woman  doctor  in  the  wilds  of  tha 
West.  There  are  many  amusing  situa- 
tions, and  much  human  interest  that  go  to  make 
this  one  of  the  prettiest  s.tories  in  which  this 
finished  actress  has  played.  Average  produc- 

"The  Lincoln  Highwayman."  Wu 

Russell.  (Fox.) 

A BRIGHT  play  that  keeps  you  guessing 
until  the  last  reel  as  to  who  the  Lincoln 
Highwayman  really  is,  and  then  you  get 
a  big  surprise.    The  popular  star  has  a  fina 
part  and  acts  splendidly.    Good  entertammeut. 

"  Keep  Smiling  "    is    a    highly  diverting 
"  Strand  "   comedy,   featuring  Georgo  '  Ovey, 
Billy  Fletcher,  Yera  Reynolds,  Stonor  Field, 
and  Harry  Depp. 

"Good  Morning,  Nurse."     (6.  \ 

perfect  scream,  featuring  the  same  artistes 
iu  the  above.    Warranted  to  drive  the  blues 



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In  this  week's  episode  of  the  serial  "  The 
Carter  Case,"  the  heroine  is  buried  in  a  mine 
explosion,  and  is  rescued  by  the  hero,  looking 
ready  to  enter  a  ballroom  instead  of  being  dug 
out  of  about  ten  ton  of  stones  and  wood  girders. 
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A  Few  of  trie  Prize-  :: 

winners  in  tkis  Competition. 

the  announcement  appeared  exactly  the  same 
words  that  had  accompnnied  the  exposure  of 
the  loan  so  long  before. — 5s.  awarded  to  Edna 
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In  the  picture  "  An  Eastern  Maid,"  Doucet 
and  Wyndam  go  in  motor-cars  to  the  farm 
where  the  heroine,  Fanny  Ward,  is  staying,  mid 
although  they  both  go  iu  a  different  car  and  at 
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to  (Miss)  E.  M.  Goldthorpc,  55,  Cliffe  Field  Road, 
Meersbrook,  Sheffield. 

In  "  Mary  Moves  In,"  with  Fay  Tincher,  a 
telephone  is  6een  on  the  library  table.  Some- 
one calls  over  the  'phone  a  few  minutes  later, 
a  moving  van  comes  and  takes  away  the  furni- 
ture. Two  men  carry  out  the  table,  and  the 
telephone  goes  out  with  the  table. — 5s.  awarded 
to  A.  Gollntly,  Time  Office,  Wm.  Boardmore  and 
Co.,  Duko  Street,  Parkhcad,  Glasgow. 

In  "  Sunken  Rocks."  starring  Alma  Taylor 
and  Gerald  Ames,  the  man  playing  the  part  of 
Miss  Taylor's  husband  drops  down  dead  in  tha 
midst  of  a  quarrel  between  him  and  Mr.  Ames. 
As  Mr.  Ames  is  trying  to  make  the  room  look 
as  if  a  struggle  has  taken  place,  he  stepped  acrom 
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In  "  Dew  Drop  Inn,"  the  photo-play  starring 
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ney. When  he  reaches  the  top  he  is  no  mora 
dirty  than  before  he  started.  This  would 
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I  noticed  nn  error  in  the  filming  of  "  The 
Chinese  Puzzle."  In  the  scene  where  they  were 
having  tea  on  the  lawn,  as  the  picture  changed 
so  did  also  the  table-cloth.  One  was  a  crochet 
design,  while  the  other  was  plain,  and  yet  it 
was  the  same  meal. — 5s.  awarded  to  N.  Farrcll, 
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In  "The  Chinese  Puzzle,"  starring  Leon  M. 
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China,  when  published  in  the  newspaper  were 
flunked  on  either  side  by  a  partially  visible 
column  of  other  matter.  Later,  in  the  same 
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Interview  w 
Haidee  Wright. 


[Photo  :  Foulsham  <t-  Banfield.) 

IN  many  respects 
Haidce  Wright 
defies  classifica- 
tion ;  she  seems 
outsido  the  confines 
of  all  categoric?. 
It  is  impossible 
to  explain  exactly 
why  this  is  so,  ono 
only  knows  that  it 
in.  A  slight,  almost 
fragile  woman  of 
middle-age,  with 
eyes  of  a  haunting 
sadness  and  a  won- 
derfully sensitive 
mouth,  she  immedi- 
ately conveys  an 
impression  of 
strength,  of  a 
tremendous  mental  and  spiritual  virility,  in  a 
manner  which  is  both  rernarUable  and  awe- 
inspiring.  I  can  quite  imagine  that  she  might 
— that  she  will — smile  at  the  suggestion  that 
there  is  anything  in  her  personality  calculated 
to  striko  awe  in  the  soul  of  the  spectator,  for 
no  one  could  be  more  simple,  sincere  and 
wholly  human  than  she;  but  beneath  her 
sudden,  unexpected  tendernesses  her  simplicity 
— which  in  a  mistaken  moment  one  might  take 
for  diffidence — and  her  general  warm-hearled- 
ness,  there  is  always  this  impression  of  strength  ; 
repressed,  controlled,  magnificent. 

There  was  ono  dramatic  moment.  I  had 
referred  to  Miss  Wright's  recent  vehicle,  '"  The 
Unknown,"  and  the  big  theme  that  play  presents, 
at  the  same  time  remarking  upon  the  enormous 
disseminating  power  of  the  film  as  contrasted 
with  the  more  restricted  appeal  of  the  stage. 

"7  he  film  is  so  powerful,"  remarked  Miss 
Wright,  "  that  1  am  jealous  of  it." 

She  said  it  quietly,  without  emphasis,  yet  I 
cannot  hopo  to  reproduce  the  effect  of  that 
utterance.  It  was  as  if  Force  was  challenging 

Art— and  the  Middle  Man. 

YET  this  distinguished  stage  artiste  is  by  no 
means  antagonistic  to  the  film,  far  from  it. 
She  is  only  anxious  that  a  power  with  such 
potentialities  for  good,  or  evil,  should  be 
directed  in  11)3  right  channels,  for  the  cinema 
is  the  night-school  that  young  America  and 
young  Britain  regularly  attend.  An  enter- 
tainment of  such  universal  appeal  should  bo 
raised  with  all  possible  speed  from  its  present 
position  of  an  industry  to  tho  status  of  an  art. 

"  When  an  author  writes  a  book  or  play,  ho 
does  not.  if  ho  is  a  sincere  artist,  subordinate  his 
art  to  his  financial  instincts,"  observed  Miss 
Wright.  "  His  primary  object  in  writing  his 
boolc  or  play  lies  in  his  own  personal  interest  in 
the  theme  he  has  in  mind,  and  in  his  absorbing 
desire  to  communicate  that  thetno  to  others  in 
the  most  artistic  manner.  But  in  the  film  world, 
a  story  is  too  often  written  with  an  eye  on  tho 
middle-man,  the  man  who  will  buy  the  film,  and 
to  the  end  that  he  may  be  pleased,  all  other 
considerations  are  subordinated.  It  will  be 
argued  that  the  middle-man  is,  above  all,  a 
business  man,  and  not  a  philanthropist.  The 
same  may  be  said  of  a  publisher,  or  a  theatrical 
manager.  Yet,  it  quite  often  happens  that  a 
publisher  puts  a  good  book  on  the  market,  and  a 
manager  presents  a  fine  play  on  the  stage, 
without  suffering  financial  loss  thereby.  For 
the  general  public — opinions  to  the  contrary, 
notwithstanding — is  not  incapable  of  appreciat- 
ing a  genuine  work  of  art  when  it  sees  it." 


MISS  WRIGHT  thinks  that  the  public  has  a 
legitimate  grievance  in  that  so  many  of 
it3  favourite  books  and  plays  suffer  at  tho 
hands  of  the  film  adapter  ;  that  people  may  ask 
with  justice  :  Since  we  do  not  see  on  the  screen 
what  we  found  in  our  book  (or  play),  why  (rouble 
to  give  us  adaptations  at  all  ? 

"  There  are  exceptions,  of  course,"  she  said. 
'  The  Lure  of  Crooning  Water,'  for  instance. 

appointed  in  the  film  version.  Presented 
exactly  ns  tho  author  intended,  beautifully 
played,  without  a  single  part  being  distorted, 
both  theme  and  characters  were  as  near  the 
originals  as  you  could  possibly  get  them.  And 
it  was  a  British  picture.  1  am  proud  that  it  wo«. 
Useless  to  deny,  of  course,  that  tho  .Americans 
are  ahead  of  us  in  film  production  (though  1  do 
not  think  they  aro  so  far  ahead  as  some  would 
have  ns  believe),  but  I  do  think  that  the  British 
picture  is  improving  every  day  of  its  life. 

The  Star  System. 

IN  ono  respect,  at  least,  I  think  the  Americans 
aro  more  at  fault  than  wo  are.  1  refer  to 
tho  star  system.  I  am  not  averse  to  stars, 
indeed  I  think  they  are  neces.aiy;  but  1  do 
object  to  a  system  whereby  stories  aro  so 
frequently  distorted  in  order  to  throw  the  star 
into  undue  prominence.  The  result  is  usually 
all  star  and  no  story. 

Types,  not  Human  Beings. 

AT  'the  commencement  of  this  article,  I  said 
that   Miss  Wright    defies  classification. 
This  is  as  true  of  her  work  as  of  the  artiste 
herself.    Therefore  it  is  not  surprising  that  she 
should  deplore  tho  stereotyped  characters  of  tha 
average  photo-play. 

"  The  scenarioist  mostly  writes  for  three 
types,"  she  remarked.  "  If  you  are  middle- 
aged,  then  you  must  portray  a  woman  who  is 
not  only  is  elderly,  but  cruel  and  wicked  ;  if 
you  are  a  girl,  then  you  must  be  tho  virtuous  and 
ill-used  heroine  ;  if  you  are  a  hero,  you  must  be 
heroic.  Tho  trouble  is  that  one  is  so  seldom  a 
human  being  ;  only  a  type,  and  types  are  fatal 
to  stories  of  human  interest." 

Yet  Miss  Wright  has  succeeded  in  being  a 
human  being  on  the  screen,  as  you  will  be  able  to 
testify  when  you  have  seen  "  Aunt  Rachel," 
"  In  Bondage,"  and  "  Colenel  Newcome.''  But 
then  she  is  a  great  artiste,  and  art,  like  truth, 
will  out. 

May  Hersokex  Cr.Ar.KE. 

1  liked  the  book,  and  I  certainly  was  not  dis- 

Off  to  the  Carnival  — Choosing  Your  Fancy  Dress — Simple 
and  Original  Ideas  the  Most  Popular-  Many  Frocks  on 
One   Foundation — The  Picture   Girl's   "Domino"  Dress. 


WHO  can  resist  a  fancy  dress  carnival  ? 
Very  few  dancers,  anyway.  There  is 
suqh  an  air  of  gaiety  and  joy  imparted 
from  the  dance  that  demands  "  fancy  dress 
only,"  that  few  girls  (or  men)  care  to  refuse  an 
invitation  when  it  comes  their  way.  Still,  one 
vory  frequently  hears  grumbles  about  "  not 
being  able  to  go  because  they  do  not  possess  a 
fancy  frock."  Yet  this  should  in  no  way  deter 
anyone  from  going,  for  a  fancy  dress  can  bo 
fashioned  quite  quickly,  and  tho  expense  neod 
bo  so  slight  as  to  be  hardly  noticeable. 
The  idea  of  a  fancy  dress  having  to  be  elaborate, 
and  therefore  expensive,  is  a  stupid  one;  for 
some  of  the  cheapest  and  simplest  of  frocks 
are  often  the  most  becoming,  and  frequently 
carry  off  the  best  prizes.  The  chief  necessity 
for  a  fancy  frock  is  novelty  and  originality. 

Topical  Ideas. 

THERE  are  heaps  and  heaps  of  topical  ideas 
that  can  be  represented  by  fancy  dress. 
At  a  recent  carnival — a  film  carnival, 
too — one  of  tho  best  prizes  was  taken  by  a  girl 
who  had  not  spent  a  single  penny  of  money 
or  a  moment  of  time  upon  her  frock.  The  dress 
represented  "  Summer,  1920,"  and  the  girl 
wore  merely  an  ordinary  mackintosh  leather 
hat,  and  carried  an  umbrella — up  !  You  will 
agree  that  here  was  originality  worthy  of 

Another  practically  costless'  fancy  frock  can 
be  evolved  from  a  large  piece  of  cretonne.  It 
is  to  represent  a  "  Knitting  Bag,"  very  topical 
when  every  other  girl  has  fallen  to  the 
knitting  craze.  The  frock  is  short,  and  com- 
prises a  bag-like  affair  made  of  cretonne,  the 
legs  slipped  through  a  couple  of  holes  in  tho 
lower  part  of  the  bag,  and  the  arms  slipped 
through  slits  in  the  sides.  A  frill,  about  a  couplo 
of  inches  in  depth,  stands  up  at  the  neck,  so 
that  it  looks  as  if  tho  head  is  peeping  up  from 
out  of  the  bag  !  Strings  hang  from  either 
shoulder,  to  represent  the  tapes  of  the  bag  ; 
wnile  upoti  the  top  of  the  head  a  small  frill  of 

•  .  v.  3 

No.  28,649. 
A  pretty  "  Domino  "  fancy 
dress  specially  designed  by 
the    Editress   of    "  Home 


the  material  is  ar- 
ranged with  a  ball 
of  wool 
y  a  n  d  a 
couplo  of 
k  n  itting 
n  o  e  d  les 

From  Pieces. 

ODDS  and 
Ends  " 
is  an- 
other costless  fancy 
dross.  This  can  bo 
mado  for  either  a  man 
or  a  girl.  In  the  caso 
of  tho  latter,  it,  should 
bo  fashioned  with 
skirt  and  blouse  ; 
while  for  the  man  a 
pyjama  stylo  is  best 
choice  The  founda- 
tion is  made  of 
common  calico,  and 
tho  whole  is  simply 
covered  with  odds 
and  ends  of  material, 
pieces  of  paper,  and 
any  other  small 
"  odd  "  objects  you 
can  think  of. 

"Patches"  is 
another  dress  of 
this  type,  and  very 
effective  it  looks 
when  brightly 
coloured  pieces  of 
material,  in  fairly 
large  pieces  and  in 
odd  shapes,  are 
attached  all  over 
the  foundation  frock. 

Many  Frocks  in  One. 

/\  LITTLE  black  foundation  frock  will  bo 
found  invaluable  to  the  girl  who  attends 
many  fancy-dress  dances.  With  the  aid 
of  a  lot  of  red  tape  she  can  convert  it  into  a 
"  Red  Tape  "  frock.  The  tape  should  be  wound 
round  the  figure,  and  allowed  to  stray  looso  at  a 
number  of  places.  Another  time  the  foundation 
c^uld  be  decorated  with  silver  stars,  and  a 
moon  placo  I  on  the  front  to  represent  "  Night." 
Then,  again,  worn  with  a  great  big  frill  of  white 
at  tho  throat,  and  white  bobbles  at  intervals, 
it  would  mako  a  pretty  little  "Pierrette"  frock. 

Large  circles  of  brightly  coloured  silk  sewn 
upon  it  here  and  there,  and  a  neck  frill  of 
multi-colours  would  convert  it  again  into  a 
"  Balloon  "  frock,  this  time  a  bunch  of  gas- 
rilled  balloons  being  suspended  from  one 

A  white  foundation  frock  would  be  equally 
useful,  to  be  converted  with  tho  assistance  of 
cotton-wool,  holly  and  "  frost,"  into  "  Winter." 
With  the  aid  of  large  webbed  sleeves  of  ninon. 
rows  of  beads,  and  an  imitation  spider,  it  could 
be  transformed  into  a  delightful  "'Cobweb." 

A  "Domino"  Frock. 

THE  Picture  Girl  had  a  wish  for  her  fancy 
dress  to  be  simple  as  well  as  original, 
and  for  that  reason  she  chose  tho 
"  Domino  "  illustrated  on  this  page.  The 
foundation  frock  is  of  black  sateen,  and  tho 
panels  of  white  satin,  with  spots  of  black  velvet 
upon  them. 

The  Magyar  bodice  is  joined  at  the  waist  to 
the  skirt,  while  the  dominoes  form  panels 
both  back  and  front;  and  are  held  into  the  waist 
by  a  sash.  A  white  ribbon  band,  dotted  with 
black,  encircles  the  head  ;  while  the  white  fan 
is  also  decorated  with  black  spots. 

You  can  obtain  patterns  of  this  fancy  frock, 
in  24-inch  waist  size  only,  for  Is.  each,  from 
PICTURE  SHOW  Pattern  Dept.,  291a,  Oxford 
Street,  London,  W.i.  P.O.  to  be  made  payable 
to  the  PICTURE  SHOW 


ricture  Show,  December  Zth,  1920. 

When  It's  No  Use 


If  you  want  to-  know  anyfchiricy  about  Films  or  Film  Players 

.-  '"THE  gayest  of  us  have  our  moments  of  hollow 
J.     depression.    Sooner  or  later  we  all  have 
to  give  up  pretending,  even  to  ourselves, 
and  relapse  into  unhappy  candour. 

At  no  time,  if  one  is  a  woman,  docs  one  feel 
more  acutely  miserable  than  when  one  faces 
one's  mirror  in  a  clear,  cold  light,  and  marks 
the  first  signs  of  the  "  going  off "  of-  one's 
charms.  I  know  a  very  charming  and  so- 
phisticated woman  whose  nightmare  is  that  she 
may  one  day  find  herself  in  the  situation  be- 
loved by  novelists — that  is,  alone  or  nearly 
alone  on  a  desert  island.  "  Just  fancy,"  she 
wails,  "  having  no  comb  or  looking-glass  or 
hairpins,  and,  worst  of  all,  no  tammalite. 
Because,  do  you  realise,  that  I  should  actually 
be  grey  ?  "  To  see  her  soft,  brown  hair  one 
would  suspect  her  of  perverting  the  truth.  But 
she  frankly  assures  her  friends  that  her  hair 
would  be  nothing  without  an  occasional  timely 
application  of  a  tonic  made  of  bay  rum  and 
pure  tammalite.  "  It  brings  back  all  the 
colour,"  she  affirms,  "  besides  making  one's 
hair  beautifully  healthy.  Why,  I  was  in 
despair  a  year  or  two  ago,  because  my  hair  was 
growing  grey  in  streaks.  But  since  I  discovered 
tammalite,  I  haven't  the  slightest  difficulty  in 
keeping  my  hair  its  normal  shade." 

And  what  a  difference  beautiful  hair  makes 
to  any  woman.  It  excuses  plainness,  it  en- 
hances beauty.  What  man  pictures  the  woman 
of  his  dreams  with  anything  but  soft,  abundant 
hair  ?  From  Rapunzel  to  Mclissande,  there 
is  something  romantic  about  lovely  locks.  It  is 
deplorable  nowadays  to  see  naturally 
beautiful  hair  ruined  by  neglect,  curling  irons, 
harmful  shampoos,  and  the  like.  Many  girls, 
otherwise  careful  of  their  good  looks,  think 
nothing  of  going  to  bed  without  brushing  their 
hair.  Without  constant  brushing  the  hair  can 
never  attain  to  that  glossy  "  sheeny "  look 
that  is  so  delightful.  A  good  brushing  for 
fifteen  minutes  night  and  morning  should  be 
included  in  the  discipline  of  every  woman, 
plain  and  pretty:  A  stiffish  brush  should  be 
used,  and  it  should  be  always  scrupulously 

It  is  not  good  enough  to  use  just  any 
shampoo  when  washing  the  hair.  Care  should 
be  taken  to  find  the  very  best  one,  and  then  to 
keep  to  it.  A  really  excellent  idea  is  to  use  only 
stallax  granules,  which  are  obtainable  at  all 
good  chemists.  A  teaspoonful  of  stallax  is 
sufficient  for  each  shampoo,  so  a  J  lb.  packet 
will  last  for  a  long  time. 

This  very  simple  shampoo  gives  splendid 
results.  The  delicious  foaming  lather  it  makes 
not  only  cleanses  the  hair  "thoroughly,  but 
brings  out  every  atom  of  its  latent  colour  and 
brightness.  The  hair  dries  quickly,  and  though 
beautifully  soft,  it  is  quite  manageable. 

When  the  scalp  is  inclined  to  be  dry.  and  the 
hair  brittle,  it  is  a  good  plan  to  massage  it  with 
olive  oil  before  giving  it  a  stallax  shampoo. 

There  arc  few  things  which  increase  one's 
self-respect  so  much  as  the  possession  of  lovely 
hair.  It  is  a  perpetual  joy  to  oneself  and 
others,  and  with  a  little  care,  one  can  defv 
hairpin-scattering  winds  and  even  trying,  if 
lomantic,  situations  on  an  uninhabited 



IF  criticism  continues  to  be  directed  ajainst  some  of 
the  screen  comedies  which  are  being  given  us 
to-day,  it  is  simply  because  the  public  is  becoming 
obviously  more  bored  than  amused  by  such  produc- 
tions. So  many  ol  them  are  being  turned  out  from  the 
studios  with  a  kind  of  mechanical  rapidity  that  it  is 
not  surprising  that  the  humour  in  these  turns  is  stale 
and  flat.  In  fact,  the  majority  of  those  who  see  them 
simply  refuse  to  admit  they  are  amusing. 

I  was  impressed  by  this  fact  the  other  night  in  a 
picture  theatre  when  the  item  in  the  programme 
happened  to  be  styled  a  "  comedy."  It  depicted,  of 
course,  the  usual  bevy  of  bathing  girls,  without  which 
no  "  real  comedy "  nowadays  is  apparently  con- 
sidered complete.  But,  bad  enough  as  this  recent 
and  senseless  innovation  might  be,  it  was  rendered 
worse  by  the  introduction  of  some  of  the  old  tricks 
that  one  remembered  having  seen  in  the  days  when 
the  motion  picture  was  really  in  its  infancy..  There 
was  the  familiar  hotel  corridor  with  the  two  bedrooms 
one  on  each  side,  the  same  old  rush  from  one  to  the 
other,  and  the  tumbling  of  human  forms  over  one 
another  in  a  frantic,  meaningless  scramble.  The 
film  was  not  a  re-issue,  but  a  new  one,  and  typical  of 
similar  comedies  which  are  being  shown  to-day  up 
and  down  the  country.  In  my  mind  I  tried  to  picture 
in  this  case  bow  very  funny  it  must  have  appeared  to 
the  producer,  and  how  undoubtedly  hard  the  artistes 
must  have  worked  in  their  somewhat  pathetic  efforts  to 
amuse.  Yet  the  audience  was  coldly  unappreciative. 
The  whole  film  was  viewed  without  the  sound  of  a 
single  laugh  being  heard. 

It  is  by  no  means  an  isolated  instance,  as  many  can 
prove.  Elsewhere  this  same  type  of  comedy  is  being 
received  with  the  same  silence,  and  the  absence  of 
the  laughter  it  is  expected  to  raise  should  be  sufficient 
proof  of  its  failure  to  amuse.  Yet  there  is  no  sign  of 
its  immediate  disappearance.  And  unless  some 
vigorous  protest  is  made  it  will  continue  to  bore  us, 
with  only  the  word  '.'  comedy  "  to  remind  us  that  it 
is  intended  to  be  something  at  which  we  ought  to 
laugh  1 



Will  readers  kindly  remember  that  as  this  paper 
goes  to  press  a  considerable  time  before  publica. 
tion,  letters  cannot  be  answered  in  the  next  issue  ? 
A  stamped  and  addressed  envelope  must  accom- 
pany any  letter  requiring  an  early  reply.  Every 
letter  should  give  the  full  name  and  address  of 
the  writer  (not  for  publication),  as  no  anonymous 
communications  can  be  answered.  Address  :  The 
Editor,  "Picture  Show,"  Room  85,  The  Fleetway 
House,  Farringdon  Street  London,  E.C.4. 

A  Correction-.— The  answer  to  "  Myra  "  (Liver- 
pool) in  the  issne  for  November  13th.  should  have 
read  "  But  now  definite  news  has  been  received  to  the 
effect  that  she  (Pearl  White)  is  married  to  Wallace 
McCutchcon,  etc.  Alas,  the  "w"  in  "now"  was 
left  out ,  thus  giving  my  reply  a  different  meaning. 
Yes,  you  can  blame  that  imp,  the  printers  devil,  if 
you  like. 

"  Canada  Struck  "  (Abbey  Wood).— So  your 
mother  and  you  have  been  having  a  strong  argument 
all  over  a  stout  person  who  was  seated  in  the  lighting 
scene  of  "  Broken  Blossoms."  I  am  sorry  this  stout 
person  is  causing  all  this  domestic  unhappincss  ;  but 
if  he  was  somewhere  in  the  audience,  he  was  certainly 
not  introduced  by  name.  The  boxers,  of  course, 
were  Donald  Crisp  and  Kid  McKoy.  Junnita  Hansen 
was  the  heroine  in  "  The  Brass  Bullet." 

E.  C.  (Catford). — I  don't  keep  any  notes  of  the 
weights  of  artistes,  because  it's  information  which 
cannot  always  be  depended  on.  Patty  Arhuckle,  for 
instance,  may  decide  to  grow  heavier  than  before  ; 
and  Gale  Henry  thinner  still.  There's  no  knowing 
what  changes  like  that  may  take  place.  Maciste  has 
appeared  in  "  Cabiria "  and  Maciste,  Alpine 

"  Mab  "  (Bradford). — This  department  favours  the 
instalment  system.  A  few  each  time  is  better  than  a 
lot  at  once.  In  answer  to  your  three  questions. 
Gladden  James  was  born  in  Zancsville.  Ohio,  and  has 
played  in  "  The  Heart  of  Wetona,"  "  The  Social 
Secretary,"  and  "  The  Third  Degree."  He  has  yellow 
hair  and  blue  eyes.  Armand  Kalisz  was  Doucet  in 
"  An  Eastern  Maid."  In  the  cast  of  "  The  Lone 
Star  Ranger,"  the  chief  players  were  William  Faro  am, 
Louise  Lovely,  anil  Raymond  Nye.  Y'ou  needn't 
forget  to  write  again.    You  are  welcome. 

"  Ixqi  isitive  (Brentwood). — Y'our  resolution  as 
a  new  reader  to  take  this  paper  all  your  life  is  a  good 
one.  May  your  years  be  many.  At  present.  Norma 
Talmadge  is  the  only  married  sister  of  the  three. 
Mary  Miles  Mintcr  is  single,  and  her  age  is  eighteen. 
Virginia  Faire,  whose  rcai  name  is  Brown,  is  quite  a 
newcomer  to  the  screen,  and  she  will  doubtless  tell  us 
more  about  herself  later. 

"  Nil  Desperandum  "  (Tynesmouth).— Well,  1 
don't  want  to  make  you  despair,  ton  you  may  have 
better  luck  next  time  with  your  other  questions. 
The  only  information  I  can  discover  just  now  is  that 
concerning  John  Bowers.  Some  of  his  Alms  are  : 
"  Joan  of  the  Woods,"  "  Sis  Hopkins,"  "  Daughter 
of  Mine,"  "  The  Divorce  Game,"  "  Through  ttie 
Wrong  Door,"  and  "  The  Pest."  He  was  born  in 
Indiana  on  December  27th,  1391,  and  is  married  to 
liita  Heller. 

"  Devon  Entbtsiast  "  (Ilfracombe).— Write  to 
Harrison  Ford  again  and  gently  jog  his  memory.  It 
you  send  him  a  letter  like  you  liave  sent  me,  he  won't 
find  it  in  his  heart  to  refuse.  Now  to  your  questions. 
Madge  Kennedy  and  Tom  Moore  in  "  The  Danger 
Game " ;  Rowland  Hill,  Bob  Read,  and  Robert 
Balicc  in  "  Kilties  Three  "  ;  June  Elvidgc  and  Geo. 
McQuarrie  in  "  The  Tenth  Case  "  ;  Gerafdine  Farrar 
and  Wallace  Reid  in  "  The  Woman  God  Forgot  "  : 
and  Olga  Petrova  and  Thomas  Holding  in  "  Tlie 
Daughter  of  Destiny."  Y'es,  you  can  get  back 
numbers  from  the  publisher  of  this  paper.  No,  you 
must  buy  the  whole  set  of  postcards,  but  you  will 
find  it  worth  doing. 

M.  M.  (Wallington). — Douglas  MacLcan  does  not 
state  his  age,  but,  as  to  the  rest,  I  can  tell  you  he  was 
born  in  Philadelphia,  has  brown  hair  and  eyes,  and 
is  5  ft.  10  in.  in  height.  His  wife  is  a  noii-profes- 
sional.  William  Farnum,  who  was  born  on  July  -1th, 
1876,  is  married  to  Olive  White. 

E.  W.  (Stoke  Newington). — I  am  afraid  I  cannot 
promise  to  give  any  particular  art  plate  within  a 
given'  time,  but  one  of  your  favourites  will  appear  in 
due  course.  Ruth  Roland  has  reddish-browu  hair 
and  dark  blue  eyes,  and  was  born  twenty-four  years 
ago  in  San  Francisco.  Her  mother,  Elizabeth 
Houser,  was  at  one  time  a  well-known  singer. 

"  Inkstand  "  (Stonehouse). — Producers  and  others 
dont  seem  to  think,  somehow,  that  the  proper  giving 
of  the  cast  is  an  important  item,  but  they  will  pro- 
bably change  their  minds  some  day.  In  "  The  Man 
in  the  Mask  "  the  three  names  I  have  are  those  of 
Rene  Creste.  Millie.  Manes,  and  Ed.  Mat  he.  Lewis 
Stone  was  the  star  in  "  A  Man's  Desire,"  and  Herbert 
Prior  was  the  artiste  you  want  in  "  A  Model's  Con- 

"  Ta-Please  (Wallasley).— Herbert  Rawlinson 
was  opposite  Mabel  Noruiand  ia  "  Back  to  the 

M.  B.  (St.  JamesV — Glad  to  hear  this  paper  is  doing 
so  well  in  your  part  of  the  world.  Hete  is  a  list  of 
Betrv  Btvtne's  pictures  as  requested.  ."Tangled 
Lives,"  "  The  Green  God."  "  The  Silver  Horde,"  "  A 
Game  with  Fate."  "  Over  the  Top,"  "  The  King  of 
Diamonds."  and  "  The  Busiuess  of  Life," 

"  CODY  "  (Chatham). — What  strange  new  job  is 
this  you  have  found  in  the  Army,  of  keeping  ffw 
books  relating  to  different  information  about  Dim 
stars  ?  I  am  curious.  Y'our  first  list,  howevet.  is 
much  too  long  for  me  to  tackle  all  at  once,  so  I  will 
select  three  for  a  start.  Ksthryn  Adams  was  born 
on  May  25th.  1807:  in  St.  Louis.  Mo.,  and  has  blonde 
hair  and  dark  grey  eyes.  Her  height  is  5  ft.  7  ins. 
May  Allison  was  born  in  Georgia  in  1808,  and  slm 
is  two  inches  shorter.  Her  hair  is  golden,  and  her 
eyes  blue.  Janet  Alexander  only  tells  us  that  she 
has  greeny-grey  eyes,  blonde  hair,  and  Is  married 
to  Lauderdale  Maitland.  If  you  are  going  to  work 
down  the  whole  alphabet.  I  wish  you  a  long  and 
pleasant  time. 

(More  answers  next  week.) 


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nnd  address,  including  the  name  of  your  county  atul 
country,  and  mention  the  Picture  Show  to  ensure 
the  safety  of  a  reply.  We  cannot,  however,  guarant  •  • 
that  such  letters  will  be  answered.  Please  keep  these 
addresses  for  reference. 

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Rcalart  Pictures  Corporation.  4'.!>,  Fifth  Avenue, 
New  York  City.  VJB  \ 

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City.  California.  I  S  A. 

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Street,  Hollywood,  California,  I  5  \ 

of  Stoll  Studios  Regency  House,  Park  Road  SurbKon. 

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Hair,"  now  universally 
recognised  as  the  great- 
est of  all  hair  tonics, 
and  as  used  by  Royalty, 
the  nobility,  the  aristo- 
cracy, social  leaders, 
public  people,  and  mil- 
lions of  men  and  women 
in  every  grade  of  society. 
Harlene  feeds  and  nou- 
rishes the  hair  as  no- 
thing else  does,  and  so 
it  naturally  becomes  stronger,  healthier  and  altogether  more  beautiful. 

2.  A  Free  Trial  Cremex  Shampoo  Powder,  which  cleanses  the  scalp  and 
hair,  and  soon  frees  it  from  all  scurf  and  dust.  A  "Cremex  "  Shampoo 
is  most  deliciously  refreshing  and  invigorating  at  any  time. 

3.  A  Free  Trial  Bottle  of  "  Uzon,"  another  preparation  that  has  won 
world-favour  and  world-praise  from  all  sorts  and  conditions  of  people 
for  giving  the  final  touch  of  radiant  beauty  to  the  Hair.  It  is  particularly 
ieneftcial  to  scalps  inclined  to  be  dry. 

4.  Last,  but  not  least,  the  "  Harlene  Hair-Drill  *'  Manual,  containing 
:ull  instructions  for  carrying  out  Hair-Drill  in  the  most  successful  and 
esultful  way. 


Not  a  single  moment  should  be  lost  by  any  man  or  woman  who  has 
not  yet  seen  how  "Harlene  Hair-Drill  ''  works  a  literal  "transforma- 
tion "  in  the  hair  in  writing  for  one  of  these  hair-beautifying  "  Harlene 
Hair-Drill "  Outfits  now  so  generously  offered. 

EVERY  WOMAN  who  tries  "  Harlene  Hair-Drill"  is  surprised  and 
delighted  at  the  speedy  improvement  in  the  richness,  the  luxuriance,  the 
strength,  and  the  radiance  of  her  hair.  They  are  amazed,  too,  at  the 
comparatively  speedy  way  "  Harlene  Hair-Drill "  revives  and  revitalises 
the  hair. 

The  hair  "glows"  with  its  riehuess  of  colour.  It  becomes  "living'"' 
hair,  not  hair  that  is  dull,  lifeless,  and  half-dead. 

EVERY  MAN  who 

once  begins  to  practise 
"  Harlene  Hair-Drill 
soon  sees  a  similar  im- 
provement in  a  more 
modest  scale  in  his  hair. 
Bald  spots  are  rilled  up 
with  strong,  healthy 
hair.  Too-dry  hair  be- 
comes just  healthfully 
moist.  Oily  or  greasy 
hair  is  "  corrected  "  to 
a  normal  state.  Men 
who  practise  "  Harlene 
Hair-Drill "  are  con- 
spicuous among  their 
fellows  for  that 
"  smart  "  and  "  well- 
groomed  "  appearance. 



There  is  not  the  least  difficulty  in  obtaining  one  of  these  Free  4-in-l  Gifts  of  Beauty,  for  all 
you  have  to  do  is  to  send  your  name  and  address,  with  4d.  in  stamps  and  the  following  coupon, 
and  a  Free  Four-fold  Seven  bays'  Trial  "  Harlene  Hair-Drill  Outfit "  will  at  once  be  dispatched  to  you. 


//  your  hair  is  Grey,  Faded,  or  quickly  losing  to  Colour,  you  should 
try  at  once  (he  wonderful  ne\e  lionid  compound  "  ASTOL,"  a  remark- 
able discovery  which  aires  bark  lo  grey  hair  new  life  and  colour  in  a 
yiiick  and  natural  manner.  You  can  try  "  Astol "'  free  of  charge  by 
enclosing  an  extra  2d.  stamp  for  postage  and  packing  of  the  "  Harlene 
Hair-Drill"  parcel — i.e%,  fitf.  stamps  in  all — when,  in  addition  to  the 
splendid  4-Fold  Gift  described  in  this  announcement,  a  trial  bottle  of 
"  Astol  "  will  also  be  included  absolutely  free  of  charge. 


This  w  o  n  d  e  r  f  u  1 
"Harlene  Hair-Drill" 
only  takes  up  about  two 
minutes  of  your  time  - 
an  addition  to  the  time 
spent  on  your  toilet 
daily  that  is  repaid  a 
thousandfold  because  it  relieves  you  from  all  hair  troubles,  makes  your  hair 
grow  (hieber  and  stronger,  strengthens  the  roots  of  your  hair,  (mparts  a 
charming,  naturally  healthy  "  waviness"  to  woman? 8  hair.gices  it  a  radiantly 
beautiful  look  which  make  all  the  difference,  and  keeps  on  improving  it  in 
quality  until  it  reaches  its  highest  possible  Standard  of  health,  strength, 
and  I  eauty. 

After  a  Free  Trial  you  will  be  able  to  obtain  further  supplies  of 
"Harlene  '"  at  Is.  lid.,  2s.  0d.,  and  4s.  Od.  per  bottle;  "Uzon"  Brillian- 
tine,  Is.  1  |d,  and  2s.  Oil.  jx-r  bottle  ;  "  Cremex  "  Shampoo  Powders.  Is.  (kL 
per  box  of  seven  shampoos  (single  packets  3d.  each)  ;  and  "Astol"  at  3s. 
and  .")<.  per  bottle  from  all  Chemists  and  Stores,  or  will  he  sent  direct  on 
receipt  of  fid.  extra  for  postage  by  Edwards'  Harlene,  Limited,  20,  22. 
24,  and  26,  Lamb's  Conduit  Street,  London,  W.C.  1. 


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Dear  Shis, — Please  send  me  your  Free  "  Harlene  "  Four-fold 
Hair-Crowing  Outfit  as  described.  I  enclose  4d.  m  stamps  for 
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pin  this  coupon  to  it,  and  post  as  directed  above.  (Stark  envelope 
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Famous  Readers  of  the  "  Picture 

No.  48  -RUBY  MILLER. 

RUBY  MILLER,  whom  you  see  above,  is  a 
very  talented  member  of  the  .Stoll  Film 
Company.  Besides  being  a  screen  star 
of  note,  and  playing  the  leading  part  in  the 
Stoll  film  version  of  E,  Phillips  Oppenheim's 
thrilling  story  "The  Mystery  of  Mr.  Bernard 
Brown,"  Miss  Miller  has  made  a  name  for  her- 
self on  the  stage.  .She  is  also  a  particularly  gifted 
character  reader.  I  remember  her  in  charge  of 
a  charity  stall  in  aid  of  the  Red  Cross  during  the 
war,  where  she  was  able  to  add  considerably  to 
the  total  by  her  clever  delineations. 

Big  Money  Prize  May  be  Yours, 

IT  is  some  time  since  we  have  had  n  compe- 
tition,  and  I  know  the  one  on  page  23  will 
interest  you  all  immensely.  For  one  thing, 
there  is  no  cost  to  enter.  It  is  interesting  to  try 
to  solve  the  words  hidden  in  the  pictures,  and  a 
big  money  prize  may  be  yours.  A  good,  enough 
inducement  to  enter,  don't  you  think  ? 

Turn  to  page  23.  and  see  if  you  do  not 
think  you  stand  a  chance  of  winning  a  prize. 

— — -  " 
Don't  Miss  This.  ■ 

THE  "  Girls'  Cinema  "  has  a  particularly  in- 
t cresting  article  in  this  creek,  describing 
simple  Christmas  gifts  which  are  being 
made  by  well-known  Cinema  stars.  Other  in- 
teresting features  in  this  new  paper  for  girls 
is  a  pen  picture  of  Jack  Mullhall,  one  of  Nazi- 
mova.  a  page  edited  by  Alma  Taylor,  and  a  long 
complete  story  of  the  fino  photo -play,  the 
"  Grey  Towers  Mystery,"  in  which  Gladys 
Leslie  plays  the  leading  part. 

The  "  Girls'  Cinema"  is  a  fine  twopenny- 
worth.    Buy  this  week's  and  see  for  yourself.  • 

A  Real  Boys'  Paper. 

IUST  a  word  about  the  "  Boys'  Cinema.'' 
I  There  are  the  usual  fine  complete  stories, 
<*  including  a  real  Wild  West  tale  by  Tom  Mix. 
A  long  instalment  of  "  The  Return  of  Tarzan," 
the  splendid  jungle  tale  by  Edgar  Rice  Bur- 
roughs, a  fine  series  of  Physical  Culture  articles 
by  that  expert  Bill  Duncan,  and  the  usual 
articles  of  fun  and  interest.  If  you  are  a  boy. 
or  if  you  know  a  boy  friend,  you'll  be  interested 
in'  this  week's  issue. 

Couldn't  Do  This  With  a  New  One. 

READERS  who  complain  that  things  are  not 
as  good  now.  as  they  were  before  the  war, 
...  will  be  interested  in  the  following  para- 
graph.  *•  • 

In  the  coming  Lionel  Barrymore  play,  entitled 
"  The  Master  Mind,"  a  car  was  bought  for  the 
specific  purpose  of  wrecking  it,  and  the  com- 
pany found  that  it  was  next  to  impossible  to 
accomplish  this  object. 

The  idea  was  to  have  the  ear  break  through  a 
stout  fence  and  fall  down  a  sharp  declivity, 

turning  over  in  the  process.  Tn  order  to  get 
the  desired  effect  they  had  to  do  this  five  times, 
and  even  then,  after  the  fifth  time,  when  the  car 
was  turned  up  again  on  its  wheels,  they  were 
able  to  start  the  motor,  and  drive  it  away  on  its 
own  power.  The  first  four  times  the  car 
smashed  through  the  fence,  but  absolutely 
refused  to  turn  over,  landing  right  side  up  tin  all 
occasions.     It  was  an  old  roadster  uf  1911  make. 

Our  Picture  of  Nazimova. 

OUR  centre  page  this  week — the  16  by  20 
picture  of  Nazimova — is  in  answer  to 
numerous  requests  for  a  picture  of  this 
wonderful  artiste.  I  am  son  the  picture  will 
justify  your  many  letters.  It  is  a  reproduc- 
tion of  Nazimova's  favourite  picture.  I  hope 
it  will  please  you. 

Teddy's  New  Contract. 

ONE  of  the  most  famous  dogs  in  pictures  is 
to  sign  a  new  contract.   This,  of  course,  is 
Teddie,  who  has  starred  in  half  a  hundred 
comedy  films. 

Teddie's  contract  expires  with  Mack  Sennet  t 
next  January,  and  immediately  following  he 
will  be  starred  in  special  pictures.  Teddie's 
contract  calls  for  a  salary  that  wilt  enable  him 
to  have  roast  turkey  every  day  if  he  so  desires. 

A  Welcome  Gift. 

MILDRED  DAVIS  recently  received  a  letter 
from  a  little  admirer  in  Cork.    The  girl 
wrote  "  I  love  you  very  much,  and  I  am 
sending  you  half  a  dozen  handkerchiefs  which  1 
hemstitched  and  worked  with  your  initials.  I 
know  it  is  not  much  of  a  present  for  a  fine  lady." 

Miss  Davies  says  she  hastened  to  assure  her 
Irish  friend  that  beautiful  linen  is  becoming 
very  rare  in  America,  and  that  she  appreciated 
the  hand-hemstitched  hankies  very  much 

 4-f — 

A  Year  Ago. 

DID  you  know  that  Miss  Madge  Stuart  was 
playing  the  part  of  an  unimportant  slave 
in  that  particularly  long -lived  play  at 

His  Ma  jesty's.  "  Chu  Chin  Chow,"  a  year  ago  ? 
To-day  she  is  one  of  our  best-known  British 
screen  actresses. 

Commencing  with  a  small  part  in  the  Btoll 
picture  version  of  Baroness  Orczy's  '' E!u-..\ •• 
Pimpernel,"  she  was  given  the  one  feminine  rate 
in  "The  Amateur  Gentleman,"  and  now  in  the 
screen  version  of  Marie  Corelli's  famous  novi  1 
''  Innocent,"  she  has  displayed  consideral  '  ■ 
emotional  power. 

She  is  now  in  France,  making  the  outdo,  r 
scenes  for  "A  Gentleman  of  France."  which 
Mr.  Maurice  Elvey,  the  producer,  is  now  be- 

— — 

I  Wonder  ? 

SUPERSTITIOUS  people  make  me  tired." 
said  Buster    Keaton,  when  he  spilled  i 
few  grains  of  salt  at  luncheon  the  other 
day.  ,, 

Just  then  the  man  across  the  table  whom  he 
was  addressing  turned  his  head  to  greet  a  friend 
who  had  just  entered  the  restaurant.  He 
wasn't  sure,  but  he  thought  he  caught  a  fleet ii  g 
glimpse  of  Buster  tossing  a  pinch  of  salt  over  his 
left  shoulder.    It  couldn't  be  true. 

On  the  way  to  the  door  of  the  cafe  a  large 
cat  sauntered  across  the  path  of  Buster  and  his 
friend.  The  friend  saw  that  Buster  had  crossed 
the  second  and  index  finger  of  either  hand,  but 
he  didn't  know  whether  it  was  a  habit  or  not. 

Buster's  studio  was  but  half  a  street  away, 
and  he  was  hurrying  to  complete  "  The  Scare- 
crow," his  third  Metro  picture.  In  front  of  a 
tailor's  shop  en  route  stood  a  ladder,  and  at  the 
top  was  a  man  erecting  an  awning.  Just  befote 
reaching  this  point,  Buster  requested  that  hrs 
friend  cross  the  street  to  look  at  a  peculiar 
watch  in  a  jeweller's  window.  They  didn't 
recross  until  they  got  opposite  the  studio. 

As  they  reached  the  "  lot  "  the  gafeman 
stooped  and  plucked  a  four-leaf  clover  from  the 

"  Four-leaf  ciover.'  grunted  Buster.  "  Foolish- 
ness, that's  all.  Just*  plain'  supersfitios.  1 
hope  I  ne%'er  get  that  way."-  , 

The  arrival  of  the  broker's  man  in  the  hero's  flat,  a  splendid  scene  in  the  Hepworth  film  version  of 
Temrle  Thurston's  most  famous  novel,  "The  City   of   Beantifnl  Nonsense,"  in    which  HENFY 

EDWARDS  plays  the  leading  part. 


Picture  Shew,  December  llt/i,  1920. 


(Continued  fiom 
sage  3.) 

George  Will  Never  Forget. 

f  EORGE  WALSH,  as  you  know,  is  an  a!l- 
Vj  round  athlete.  He  has  been  in  many  tight 
corners  during  his  screen  career,  and  tells 
of  his  luckiest  escapo  from  death. 

"  We  were  producing  a  picture  out  in  Col- 
orado," said  Walsh.  "  In  one  of  the  scenes  the 
heroine  falls  into  the  river,  and  I  have  to  dive 
in  to  rescue  her.  My  leading  lady  fell  into  the 
river  all  right,  but  the  company  realised  a  moment 
1  iter  that  it  was  going  to  be  a  real  rescue.  As  it 
was  in  spring,  the  river  was  in  flood,  and  rushing 
along  at  a  rapid  rate.  The  girl  screamed  for 
help,  but  as  soon  as  I  touched  the  water  I  knew 
I  was  going  to  have  great  difficulty  in  getting 
ashore  again. 

"  However,  I  managed  to  get  hold  of  her, 
although  tho  current  was  carrying  us  down 
stream  at  a  terrible  speed.  Suddenly  my  head 
struck  a  bit  of  flotsam,  and  I  lost  consciousness 
for  a  moment.  When  the  faint ness  passed  away, 
the  girl  was  some  yards  down  the  river  ahead  of 
me.  I  made  another  attempt  to  reach  her, 
swimming  my  utmost,  and  eventually  caught 
hold  of  her  again. 

"  By  this  time  I  was  in  a  pretty  bad  way,  but 
to  make  matters  worse,  the  girl  lost  her  head, 
and  clutching  me  around  my  neck  commenced 
to  struggle.  The  last  thing  that>  I  remembered 
was  that  my  strength  was  nearly  gone,  and  I 
suppose  I  must  have  made  a  supreme  but 
successful  struggle  for  the  shore. 

"  It  was  an  experience  that  I  shall  never  forget, 
and  needless  to  say  we  did  not  make  any  more 
scenes  that  day.  Both  of  us  were  badly  shaken 
up,  but  after  a  few  days'  rest  we  went  back  and 
finished  the  picture." 

Cullen  Landis  and  His  Adventures. 

A RECEPTION  has  just  been  held  at  the 
Goldwyn    studio  to  celebrate  the  safe 
,j    return  of  Cullen  Landis,  who  was  lost  for 
two    days   and  one  night  in   the  mountains 
without  food. 

Landis  started  out  with  five  friends  on  a  deer 
hunting  expedition.  He  struck  the  trail  of  a 
deer,  and  wandered  oft  from  his  companions, 
lost  all  sense  of  direction,  and  was  soon  com- 
pletely lost. 

The  first  night  he  stayed  in  a  cave.  The 
weather  was  extremely  cold,  but  he  lighted  a  lire. 
This  drew  a  pack  of  coyotes,  which 
howled  at  the  actor,  but  made  no  at- 
tempt to  attack  him.  Hp  had  seven 
matches  and  eight  shells  for  his  gun, 
and  a  plentiful  supply  of  cigarettes. 
The  mountain  streams  furnished  water. 

At  dusk  of  the  second  day,  Landis 
mounted  a  high  mountain  to  make  it 
survey  of  his  surroundings.  Great 
was  his  surprise  to  see  two  tents.  Ho 
approached, .  and  found  an  old  pro- 
spector and  his  family.  They  prepared 
for  him  an  appetising  supper  of  venison 
steal;.  Tho  next  morning  tho  pro- 
spector guided  Landis  back  to  his  camp 
— a  distance  ef  .twenty  three  miles, 
impassable  except  ,  by  foot. 

On  his  return,  Landis  found  the  whole 
country-side  out  looking  for  him.  His 
friends  had  been  searching  frantically, 
and  had  almost  given  up  hope  of 
finding  him. 

.  "I  wouldn't  take  a  million  of  money 
for  the  experience  ;  but  I  wouldn't 
give  a  copper  for  another  just  like 
it,"  said  Landis. 

— *-f — 

Charlie's  New  Part. 

CHARLES  RAY  says  he  has  never 
revelled  in  such  a  part  as  that  in 
which  he  is  now  appearing,  en- 
titled "  Nineteen— and  Phyllis. "«  In 
this  play  ho  appears  in  up-to-date 
garb,  a  smart  young  nineteen-year-old. 
He  puts  more  inimitable  touches  in  his 
character  role  of  a  boy  who  cherishes 
memories  of  an  old-fashioned  rearing, 
and  gets  much  ridicule  for  it. 

MAE  MARSH.  A  late 
snapshot  of  this  clever 
star,  who  is  coming  back 
to  the  screen  again  after 
some  months1  absence. 

GARETH  HUGHES,  who  is 
to  play  the  part  of  Tommy 
in  the  coming  film  version 
of  Sir  J.  M.  Barrie's  "Sen- 
timental Tommy.'' 

course  got  no  wages,  as  he  was  doing  it  for  fun. 
As  he  was  leaving,  Rogers  overheard  a  cowboy 
say,  "  Some  guys  have  got  a  queer  idea  of  a 
holiday  "  ;  but  Rogers  says  that  he  has  never 
spent  such  an  enjoyable  four  days'  holiday. 

The  Part  Luck  Plays. 

THE  general  impression  is  that  favouritism, 
or  beauty  or  grace,  or  unusual  gifts 
have  smoothed  the  path  for  the  success- 
ful stars."  says  a  well-known  director.  "  It  is  no 
one  of  these  gifts,  nor  even  a  combination  of 
them,  that  has  counted  for  much  in  many 
ease.?.  Luck  has  played  its  part — the  good 
fortune  of  falling  into  the  hands  of  the  right 
producer  or  director,  or  of  having  the  support 
of  a  good  team  of  fellow  players.  But  no  one 
knows,  or  will  ever  know,  the  countless  number 
who  have  failed  on  the  screen. 

"  But  for  the.  most  part  success  has  com? 
because  of  the  tireless  effort  in  malting  use  of 
what  power  or  gift  9  they  possessed,  and  yet  a 
long  observation  has  shown  me  that  neither 
luck  nor  talent  puts  more  than  one  in  a  hundred 
of  the  ambitious  to  the  front.  Therefore  there 
are  a  thousand  mathematical  odds  against  even 
the  clever  girl.  For  every  one  who  advances 
to  the  front,  ninety-nine  of  those  who  try  slip 
out  of  the  game  sadly  disillusioned." 

Fay  Filmer. 

Will's  Busman's  Holiday. 

WILL  ROGERS  recently  had  four 
days'  holiday,   and  spent  it 
helping  a   friend   brand  3,000 
ralves  in  Texas.    He  spent  ten  hours  a 
toy  in  most  strenuous  work,  and  of 

DALY  COOPER  and  MABEL  LAIT,  who  are  soon  to  be  seen  in  British 
comedies.  Daly  Cooper  began  bis  stage  career  at  the  age  of  Ave  in  a 
Dniry  Lane  pantomime,  and  since  in  numerous  musical  comedies  and 
pantomimes.  Mabel  Lait  also  is  a  musical  comedy  star,  and  bas 
played  principal  boy  in  many  pantomimes.  It  was  Miss  I.  nt  that 
played  Dick  Wbittington  in  that  pantomime  at  the  Lyceum  Theatre,  , 
London,  in  the  1919-1920  season. 


Notes  and  News  ¥rom  New  YorK. 

MABEL    NORMA*ND,    scintillating,  effer- 
vescent,  and  wondrously  gowned  in  a 
pale  blue  and  pink  evening  frock,  came 
dashing  into  Florence  Reed's  dressing-room  tho 
other  evening. 

Florence  Reed  is  making  a  great  success  in 
"  The  Mirage,"  a  new  play  w  hich  recently 
l  opened  in  one  of  New  York's  new  theatres,  and 
Mabel's  visit  was  to  tell  Florence  that  she  had 
cried  her  eyes  out  over  the  sad  ending  of  the  play. 

"  Why  didn't  you  let  Renie  go  to  the  country 
and  start  life  anew  ?  "  said  Mabel. 

"  Renie  isn't  a  really  big  character,"  ex-' 
plained  Florence.  "  A  girl  used  to  the  fleshpots. 
of  life,  and  who  has  never  paid  any  attention  to 
the  demands  of  society,  wouldn't  he  content  to 
live  in  a  little  country  town.  She  would  leave 
her  husband  and  come  back  to  her  lover  in  ft 

'  The  country  isn't  so  bad,"  argued  Mabel, 
"  not  when  you  get  used  to  it.  Look  at  these," 
sho  said,  extending-  a  pair  of  badly  calloused 
hands.  "  I  have  been  playing  golf  and  living 
the  simple  life." 

Mabel  dieted  rather  strenuously  to  attain  a 
proper  slenderness  for  "  The  Slim  Princess,"  a 
picture  she  recently  completed  for  the  Goldwyn 
Company,  and  as  a  result  is  now  underweight 
and  anemic.  She  is  drinking  gallons  of  milk 
to  get  fat,  and  is  weighing  herself  with  scrupu- 
lous earo  to  report  every  added  ounce  to  her 
physician.  Mabel  never  takes  any  care  of 
herself,  and  her  friends  have  now  taken  her  in 
hand  and  prevailed  upon  her  to  try  and  keep 
tho  roses  in  her  cheeks. 

Her  eyes  seemed  to  me  larger  and  deeper 
than  ever. 

"  Look  at  these  lashes,"  said  Florence  Reed. 
"  You  could  braid  them." 

"  Braids  aro  out,"  answered  Mabel.  "  Bobbed 
hair  is  in  vogue." 

Mabel  never  loses  her  good  spirits  ;  she  always 
has  an  epigram,  or  at  least  an  answer,  on  tho 
tip  of  her  saucy  little  tongue.  But  as  one  man 
said  once,  in  speaking  of  the  gay  little  lady  : 

"  You  lovo  Mabel  not  because  of,  but  in 
spite  of  her  mischievous  pranks.  She  scatters 
her  smiles  broadcast,  takes  everyone  to  her  heart, 
and  then  promptly  goes  away,  forgets  all  about 
them  until  she  meets  them  by  accident  again." 
But  one  feels  it  is  a  joy  to  know  Mabel,  and 
tho  world  is  better  for  having  had  her 

Back  From  Sweden. 

DO  you  remember  Winifred  West- 
over  ?  She  is  the  little  blonde 
girl  who  played  in  so  many  of 
Cliarles  Ray  and  W.  S.  Hart  pictures. 
Well,  Winifred  is  just  back  from 
Sweden,  .  where  sho  starred  in  two 
special  productions  made  for  the  Film 
Central  la  Company.  Having  a  Swedish 
,ancost,ry  brought  about  this  Scandi- 
navian affiliation,  which  Miss  West  over 
has  found  exceedingly  profitable. 

This  is  tho  way  it  u'l- happened,  if 
I  may  be  pardoned  for  going  into 
history,  five  months  old.  The  Swedish 
Film  Company  sent  a  nowspapcr 
woman  to  California  from  Stockholm 
for  tho  openly  expressed  purpose  of 
obtaining  a  screen  a< tress,  Swedish- 
American  preferred.  Tho  newspaper 
woman  landed  in  California  with  a  list 
containing  the  names  of  Anna  <}. 
Nillsson,  Gloria  Swanson,  and  Juanita 
Hansen.  Each  of  these  young  women 
wcro  tied  down  with  a  contract,  and  for 
that  reason  were  unable  to  consider  going 
to  Europe.  W.  S.  Hart  said  to  her, 
one  day  when  sho  was  calling  on  him  : 
What  about  my  little  Swede  ?  " 
Winifred  is  blonde,  young,  and  lovely, 
and  within  a  week  all  arrangements 
were  made  for  her  to  sail  for  Sweden,, 
Denmark,  and  Norway  with  her  mother. 

"  And  it's  a  mighty  good  thing  I  had 
mother  with  me,"  said  Winifred.  "  Sho: 
had  to  interpret  every  lino  of  the 
scenario  and  every  word  of  direction  J 
received — for  tho  first  month  at  least. 
After  that  tho  language  came  easy  to 
me,  and  I  could  understand  their 
tonsrue  as  well  as  my  own  Cnited 
States. '         lOueixa  O.  Parsons. 


ricturc  Show,  Dtecmbir  llUi,  1920. 



Don't  yon  like  this  new  studio  portrait  o!      An  amusing  incident  in  "  All's  Button,"  the  British  screen  comedy  produced  by  Cecil  M.   Hepworth.  LESLIE 
CHRISSIE  WHITE,  the    popular  Hepworth       HENSON,  the  popular  actor  who  is  appearing  in  "  A  Night  Out,"  at  the  Winter  Garden  Theatre,  London,  is  ■ 
star  ?  starred  in  this  film,  and  can  be  seen  on  the  right  oi  the  picture. 

KATE  LESTER  in  a  typical  character  study,  dreaming  by  the  fireside,  in  which       "  Tiger's  Cub,"  which  had  such  a  successful  run  at  a  London  theatre,  has 
she  sees  visions  of  the  past.    A  scene  from  one  of  the  latest  photo-plays  in  which      been  filmed  by  the  Fox  Film  Company.   The  above  is  a  scene  from  this  photo- 
this  clever  actress  has  a  part.  play,  and  shows  PEARL  WHITE,  who  takes  the  star  part. 

A  picture  to  delight  the  heart  of  "Pussyfoot"  !    RUTH  ROLAND  does  not  mind  the  country  being  "dry,"  as       A  good  old  English  bull  terrier.  BLANCHE 
she  never  drinks  anything  stronger  than  milk,  and  is  training  her  company  to  follow  suit.  SWEET'S  dog,  "  The  Kid." 

Picture  Slaw,  December  Utfi,  1920. 


Read  This  First. 

ARTHUR  WESTON  is  summoned  by  his  aunt 
Amy  Rae,  to  Oreystone  Manor.  !ihe  tells  him 
she  is  worried  about  her  son  Harry.  Her 
husband  married  her  for  her  money,  and  he  has 
spent  it  as  fast  as  he  can,  and  there  is  uo  provision 
made  for  her  son*s  future. 

She  trusts  Arthur  implicitly,  and  gives  him  a  bag 
containing  twenty  thousand  pounds  in  notes  which 
she  has  managed  to  save,  and  asks  him  to  hold  it  in 
trust  for  her  boy.  She  tells  Arthur  that  she  will 
leave  Greystonc  Manor  to  him  ;  but  it  is  really  for 
Harry,  and  he  is  to  pass  it  over  to  him  when  he  is 
t  wenty-one.  ' 

Arthur  is  deeply  touched. 

"  May  God  punish  me  if  I  do  not  respect  your 
trust  in  me,"  he  says  very  earnestly. 

A  fortnight  later  Amy  Rae  dies.  After  the  will 
lias  been  read,  there  is  an  unpleasant  incident  when 
Weston  overhears  a  conversation  between  Harry 
and  Grace  Ferguson,  the  vicar's  daughter,  and  it 
ends  in  a  fight  between  the  man  and  the  boy. 

The  Rev.  Ferguson  calls  on  Weston  as  he'  wishes 
1o  make  peace  between  him  and  Harry,  but  Arthur 
refuses  to  go  to  dinner  with  the  rector  to  meet  his 

On  returning  home,  the  Rev.  Ferguson  tries  to 
persuade  Harry  to  give  up  his  idea  of  going  to 
Australia,  but  with  no  avail ;  and  one  day  the  boy 
comes  to  say  good-bye. 

Grace  is  very  upset  to  think  he  is  going  away,  and 
after  he  has  left  she  goes  to  Greystonc  Manor  and 
enters  the  house  by  a  secret  passage  because  she 
thinks  there  is  a  burglar  in  the  library.  She  finds  it 
is  only  Arthur  Weston,  and  as  she  is  making  her 
way  out  again  she  finds  that  someone  else  has  entered 
the  house  by  the  secret  passage.  It  is  Cecil  Rae, 
and  Arthur  Weston  comes  face  to  face  with  him  as 
he  is  leaving  the  library.  They  enter  the  room 
together,  and  Grace  hears  them  quarrelling,  and 
when  she  reaches  the,  garde  n  a  shot  rings  out. 

The  Tragedy. 

THE  Rev.  Mr.  Ferguson  was  late  down  to 
breakfast  on  the  following  morning.  He 
had  spent  a  restless  night. 
"  I  think  it  must  have  been  that  Welsh  rarebit 
we  had  for  supper,"  he  explained  to  his  wife. 
"  I  had  the  most  horrible  nightmare.  I  trust 
I  did  right  in  letting  the  dear  boy  go,"  he  con- 
tinued, almost  in  the  same  breath. 

"  Why,  of  you  did,  my  dear  !  You 
did  your  best  to  stop  him,"  said  Mrs.  Ferguson, 
in  her  motherly,  soothing  voice.  "  And,  after 
all,  I  agreed  with  Harry.  I  like  his  spirit  in 
going  to  earn  his  own  living  at  once.  You 
need  not  fear,"  she  went  on.  with  quiet  con- 
fidence, as  she  poured  the  rector  out  his  coffee. 
"  Harry  will  make  good  ;  ho  will  make  us  all 
proud  of  him.  You  wait  and  see." 
The  rector  sighed. 

"  Well,  we  must  hope  for  the  best,"  ho  said, 
as  he  opened  the  morning  newspaper. 

Grace  stole  a  grateful  glance  at  her  mother. 

It  was  so  good  to  hear  Harry  praised.  She 
wanted  to  speak  of  him,  to  add  her  words  of 
hope  for  -his  well  beimr.  but  her  tongue  seemed 
tiod.  She  could  only  breathe  a  prayer  in  her 
heart  for  his  safety. 

Mr.  Ferguson  suddenly  gavo  a  startled 
exclamation,  and  looked  at  his  companions  over 
his  paper. 

This  is  terrible  !  "  he  said,  staring  at  them 
blankly.  .  . 

"  What  is  ?.  What  has  happened  ?  "  Mother 
and  daughter  both  spoke  at  the  same  time. 

Mr.  Ferguson  looked  at  the  paper  again,  as 
though  doubting  the  evidence  of  his  senses,  and 
then  passed  it  across  to  his  wife. 

Mrs.  Ferguson  adjusted  her  spectacles. 

"  The  body  of  a  man  was  found  in  Greystono 
Woods  last  night  by  a  party  of  labourers.  A 
revolver,  which  was  marked  with  the  initials 
'  R.',  was  identified  as  belonging  to  this  dead 
man,  who  was  well  know  n  in  t  he  neighbourhood. 
Tin!  tragody  points  to  suicide. 

"  Cecil  Rae,  tho  dead  man,  was  the  husband  of 
the  lato  Mrs.  Rae,  of  Greystono  Manor,  wdio, 
in  hor  will,  cut  her  husband  off  without  even 
tho  proverbial  shilling.  Mr.  Hue,  it  is  under- 
blood,  was  very  heavily  in  debt,  and  had 

already,  on  the  day  of  the  tragedy,  had  an 
interview  with  his  lawyers.  The  police  are  busy 
making  further  inquiries." 

Grace  had  glided  from  her  seat,  and  was 
leaning  over  her  mother's  shoulder.  As  she  read 
the  words,  her  mind  was  going  over  the  events 
of  the  evening  before. 

She  had  heard  the  pistol  shot,  but  it  had  not 
been  in  the  woods,  but  in  the  manor  house 
itself.  What  did  it  mean  ?  Had  Cecil  Rao 
shot  Arthur  Weston  and  then  gone  into  the 
woods  and  shot  himself  ? 

A  horrified  little  cry  escaped  her. 

Mrs.  Ferguson  glanced  quickly  up*  and 
eudeavoured  to  crush  the  paper  in  her  hands. 
She  had  no  wish  for  her  young  dau